The historical legend

It was damp and cold, dark and loud.
"Run, run!" voices shouted, panic and fear surrounded everyone. Swords against necks threatening to kill.

Joseph covered his sisters mouth as the sound of heavy liquid drilled on the floor. They hid behind the still trees as they watched a man crumble to the ground.

Joseph uncovered her mouth, held her face and saw terror in her eyes. She was frozen, couldn't believe what she had seen.
"Malane?" Joseph whispered, she stood still, she couldn't find the oxygen to breathe. Her plain green eyes searched around her, becoming more aware of her surroundings. Malane took a tight grip of Josephs arms for she had lost all her balance, tears flooded her eyes.

She looked back at the man lying on the floor, for this is not the goodbye she dreamed of, now nightmares are her only friends.

Joseph and Malane continued to hide behind the shadows, minutes later the men hidden behind the silver masks and Genovian armor gathered the horses and rode off.