EndAce_Reads
Warnings/TW: LGBTQIA+, Stress, Angst, Mention of death/dying?, Fire/Burning, Confusing story outline/plot, Work in progress, Unfinished,
The tall towers of the newly built nation stood tall. But who knows for how long. The obsidian buildings covered the bright sun, casting shadows across the nation of Endsaint. The two owners, Lynk and Endazar, were doing their daily skim through the small town.
"Did you hear of the attack out of the walls? It caused most of the crops we have to die," Lynk spoke slowly as they fixed their hat, still adjusting to the new uniforms.
"Yeah, some of our animals got out too. Berry has been rounding them up recently. Who do you think caused it?" Endazar glanced towards their friend, a slight worry tone in their voice.