The Song of Steel

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When even the buzzards had had their fill, and flew away slowly with red beaks, the old man still stood on legs like tree trunks, his white-maned head low between mighty shoulders. His armor, stained crimson, hung in tatters on his frame. The sword in his hands, nocked from cutting iron and bone, dripped blood from point to pommel.

His enemy stopped his chariot beyond the reach of that mighty steel blade. Even surrounded by his victory-drunk slayers, the the black-cloaked sorcerer did not dare approach the man who stood like a grizzled wolf at bay.

The magic-smith’s words carried like a pestilent wind across the field. “Put down your sword. Your kingdom is fallen, and your last loyal retainer is slain. You will be the proudest trophy in my victory celebration.”

The old king spat blood, his eyes reddened. “I have seen and done all that is sweet and awful under the sun and the moon. Only Death still hides his mysteries from me, and soon, I will rend even those from his bony grasp!”

And he laughed.

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  1. Avatar cthulhuburger

    This story kicks so much ass! Only two stories in and this is already shaping up to be a hell of a challenge!

  2. Avatar smdasilva {LoA}

    I have to admit I didn’t know who Frank Frazetta was but when I googled him and saw the art work I recognized it right away. I can just picture this scene. I can only give it 5 pencils!

  3. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    This has been nominated for the ficly book.

  4. Avatar bluefish

    Nominated? Seriously? I feel deeply honored. _