preview

The Charred: A Short Story

Decent Essays

Before you is a battlefield. The land that bears this violence is deprived of the beauty it once held. It is riddled with craters, mostly likely created from bombs, grenades, and other explosives of the same caliber. Trees once filled with life are now black small traces of heat, and flames linger on the now charred remains of the tree. Few have broken down from more or less likely a body that was sent flying during the battle to then crash and destroy the charred remains. A few odd slash or bullet holes left by swords or guns, the latter of the two more then not. Clouds of dust and debris scattered around the land, making it hard to see as to where or what is going on within. The sounds that can heard within the clouds are chanting of magic

Get Access