The World That Never Was
When you wake up, you are unmoved. The sun is shining brightly in your
eyes. Your arm is still throbbing, but you aren't bleeding. You remove
your cloak from the cut. You feel around for your blade. You gasp as
you know what happened to your blade. King Baltaniss made off with
it!
Your feet pound the grass as you run through the dark night, your
bloodred cloak billowing behind you, ripping the night sky open like a
flame. There were no stars, or moon. You continue to run as you hear
the gallop of horses thunder across the field. You leap over a fence
and land on your stomach. Winded, you stumble to your feet. You are
suddenly face-to-face with King Baltaniss himself. You unsheath your
silver sword. King Baltaniss slashes you with his black blade across
the arm. You are knocked to the ground, bleeding terribly. You are
breathing heavily an gasping. The feel like lead as you slowly slip
into unconciousness...
