prologue
"Ready" asked the first shadow.
"Take him and go before they come" she kissed the bundle in her hand and give it to the first shadow.
"Be brave my son, just remember he who have hope has everything" with that she turn away, without a second glance behide her. A short sword appeared in each hand as the darkness swallow her up.
The first shadow hugged the bundle against him wave his hand in a half circle motion and pulled it toward him. With that a hole appeared with golden rays spreading away from it like the sun rays, the shadow step through it and when it disappeared so did the shadow.
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The Prophecy
FantasyIn a world were the people has forgotten their history and few remembers the war of the gods before they took the leave to places of their own making. A shadow lurked in the darkness scheming, plotting and bidden his time, Malgothum is on the verge...
