The giant shadow of Görne did not laugh or cry once as he saw the boy or his friends run. Another, smaller shadow, joined at its master's side. It looked just the same as Görne, down to the pale-white eyes, the tail, the wings and the horns. Only its size was different. Almost human-like, yet a little taller. Deep scars could be faintly seen on the silhouette.
"Do you think they shall ever learn?" asked the smaller shadow, looking up at its master. It had a low, melancholy tone.
-"No." thundered the giant shadow of Görne, its head shaking in disapproval. "Their curiosity shall always triumph. In the beginning, at least."
"That's always before we show ourselves." said the smaller shadow, crossing its indistinct arms. "Why don't we just plummet this place, and make it disappear?"
Görne shook its head once more. "Because then, they will never truly learn."
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JoP: The Ruin on The Border
FantasyWhile Ayan is trekking with his rag-tag knight-crew through Alvea in the search of a home of their own, they are warned by the locals of an abandoned and forgotten stronghold near the northern borders, near Choul. Things only escalate from there as...
