It was the first appearance of light in the sky before sunrise. Glorious dawn indeed!
The sunbeams were latent yet lucent enough to make everyone aware of the time.
Everyone was eager to march ahead with a fresh start. The stride began with a considerable enthusiasm. After pacing for quite a some time the troop reached The Mystical South-Western Vale. The vast gap had turned it into an infernal region. Both sides were connected with a narrow and transient wooden bridge, apparently the only thing to get the troopers on the other side.
Commander asked Advik, the mind controlling guy to use his telekinetic powers in order to lower the irregular oscillations of the bridge. With telekinesis to cover, the comrades got on the bridge in succession. The texture of atmosphere started changing as the troop reached near the middle of the bridge. The darker shade of colonizing clouds started outshining the bright clear sky. The rain showers were quick to follow. Commander knew there was something more to it.
Mystery started evolving in everyone's mind with the emergence of new resonating raindrops!
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Unforeseen Escapades
FantasyThe Southerners had gold, the Northerners had fertile lands, the Westerners had nothing to rely on. In an attempt to solidify the Western expanse, the Master orders the imperative troop under the leadership of a gritty commander to march to the sout...
