"I couldn't believe it. My brother and father, killed remorselessly before my eyes."
I had stopped breathing. I could think… yet it seemed all of my senses seemed nulified.
"The horn… "
I snapped my eyes open. I was on the ground. I hastily got to my feet. I felt fine. My ribs arn't broken anymore. The experiance that just took place slowly filted back into my thoughts. Before I knew it, I was crying. These ashes I am standing on… my home. I fell to my knees and sweeped the dust around. Nothing. I shimmied on my knees over to where my brothers dead body was.
"YOU DID THIS!"
I cluched my temple and let out a yell. The yell… it came from my forehead. I reached up towards it, then had a spasm of brief terror. There was something on my forehead. I looked around for a mirror. Then for something shiny. my eyes caught the only un-blackened item I could see. Adams gold ring. Somehow it survived… what happened. I slipped it on my middle finger.
What had happened here?
I abandoned my sense of hopelessness. I started walking away from the ashes that was my home.
I'll find out who killed them... and I'll... DESTROY them... wherever those... THINGS came from...
Snapped my idle thinking, I saw something in the ground. As I walked over to it.
"USE IT!"
I had completely forgot about my forehead I felt the spot... nothing. It had vanished.
"Use... it."
I walked forward and tugged the sword out of the ground. An idea filted into my brain:
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