The Last Golem

The first fraction of what will hopefully be a very long story of ageless Gods, the civil war of a far flung planet whose fighting shook the very cosmos and an earthly battalion of fighters imbued with the old magic which seeps up from the deep pits of the world. All this, hinging on the patient watch of the stone Golems of Fel Na'Daa. Fair warning- I think I'm pretty awful at writing but the story is good. I've got it all written down on paper and am now in the process of typing it up.