This is the prologue of my novel I'm working on. Tell me what you all think!
~Prologue~
"Run!" Tess cries to me as the Snake Men rode through the city. As horses galloped pass me, I prayed I wouldn't get trampled by the big beasts. I had no desire to feel hooves dig into my back. I started running faster for I heard one of the Snake Men come right up behind me. He raised his sword. I saw it gleaming in the sun light as it started to descend upon me. Waiting to feel the metal cut through me was torture. I never felt it. I heard metal on metal and turned to see Aaron holding up a sword to block that of the Snake Man's. Aaron fought to keep the sword from crushing down on him, but it was obvious that he could not hold out long. I stepped back. "Go!" Aaron yelled at me. I fled. As I did, I saw out of the corner of my eye the destruction King Thore's men had made. The tears came faster down my cheeks. All around me houses burned, dead bodies lay, people screamed. Cries for mercy were cut short. I refused to dwell on the reason. I turned just for a moment and what I saw made me scream. "Aaron!" I cried as I watched him fall to the ground. I tried to go back, but all of a sudden something hard hit my head and all went black.
"Wake up!" A commanding voice said, so loud that my head ached even more. I sat up, trying to remember where I was and what had happened. It all came back in a rush. I remembered the Snake Men, the screams, everything. I started to cry at the horror of the memory, and received a harsh slap. " Stop that blubbering," the man said, glowering down at me. After hitting me, the man pulled me into a cell, then left. I looked around me. The cell was dark and cold, with an earthen floor and brick walls. Other prisoners sat on the floor, cold and dirty, holding their wide eyed and traumatized children.
I quickly closed my eyes to the sight and prayed to God that my family be alright and that, if it was His will, we would see each other again. I raised my bowed head, my eyes meeting those of a woman. In those eyes were sorrow and grief. She asked me, " How can you pray to Him when He could have prevented it all?" I was surprised by her question but answered, "Have faith, everything happens for a reason. His reason."
The woman just shook her head and turned away.
"If our luck holds out, we can start moving towards the capital," said Sir Cooper. He was second in command to King Thore. "Out of the 10,000 men you sent out to take the city of Athya, 9,000 have returned, with a total of 1,000 prisoners. Most of the people were killed when our men attacked. The army you are gathering is becoming larger. When we head for the capital, I have complete faith we will conquer. In a few months you will be the king of two kingdoms and in complete control."
King Thore smiled. Everything was going as planned.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
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