A Nightmare's Honor

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Author's ([Sky's]) Note: This chapter contains mentions of implied/explicit death (though not in any heavy descriptive manner). Also, sorry for the long wait. Enjoy!

On with the story!

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{?} ??? POV:

The small island began to fill with figures as the trees and foliage burned away. The large black structure had a tunnel that went down for what seemed to be the center of the world. The figures stumbled through and out of the large tunnel in a mindless manner.

As if one entity, a multitude of the figures moved in unison, carrying strange materials. They held odd woods, one red and the other blue, and began to construct something near the edge of the small island that was visible from the other, larger island. It looked to be a large boat, constructed solely from the strange wood.

Beside the boat in construction, other, smaller groups of figures began constructing things. They resembled the large boat being crafted, but considerably smaller.

In the distance, a boat took off with immense speed from the larger island. The small boat, not unlike a raft, had a yellow mast. It zipped off beyond the cluster of islands, approaching a continent. A dock, with many boats sporting differently colored masts, was getting closer. The raft-like boat with the yellow mast began to slow before finally docking. A yellow figure jumped onto the dock, tied the boat to it, then sprinted at a high speed into a village along the coast.

Swiftly making a way through the village, the figure never stopped sprinting. They followed a cobble path, weaving through plains, over hills, and down into valleys. In the distance, a massive structure was coming into view. It was a large castle, surrounded by a multitude of houses. The castle was adorned with yellow flags, and the houses each had yellow roofs. The entirety of the castle and houses were surrounded by a single, thick wall of stone. The stone wall towered high above the buildings, only allowing the uppermost sections of the castle to peek over it from ground-level view.

The yellow figure ran through the large open gate of the wall, bee-lining to the castle. Out of breath by this point, the figure wove through the halls of the castle, quickly approaching the double-doors of a room.

All while this journey happened, the figures on the smaller island completed a few of the tinier boats and began to board their creations. Pandemonium ensued on the beach of the large island as green figures panicked. A yellow figure, followed slowly by a mass of green figures, entered the village on the beach from a path that went through the mountains dividing the large island.

On the small island, the largest boat of the fleet being constructed was almost complete. By this point, the Yellow figure that had left the larger island was finally beginning to return. They had started making their way across the sea on their raft-like boat, the yellow mast pulled taught as they zoomed across the waters.

The boat was complete. The many figures on the small island that had been building or standing by began to push all of the boats that had been crafted into the waters. With a long and sturdy plank of crimson-colored wood, the many figures boarded the boats. Before long, they began to sail toward the larger island.

The fleet was nearly upon the island when the yellow-masted boat finally returned. Frantically, the yellow figure manning it jumped onto the dock and quickly approached the masses gathered in the village at the beach.

As a great number of green figures ran to the docks, the fleet landed on the beach of the larger island. The figures on the many red-and-blue boats began to jump onto the sand. They gradually approached the village on the beach, clawing and mauling any living entity they neared.