I woke up in the middle of the night with cold sweats running down my face, wow that was some dream I had it felt so real, this dream it was very bad for the human race, wait it was really sad.
I was place in a time that men would fall, a time where honor was no respect at all, creatures from the land and sea battling with men and each other to have the dead as a feast, the creatures talked one to another without the understanding of men but each other.
The inhabitants off the land and sea were in danger of their greatest enemy, the one who fell like lightning and seeks revenge, on them for taking all of the attention from him which caused his pride to rage and to fall from grace.
The supernatural became natural those without the mark were tortured, and eaten life as we knew it was no more it was all about survival with no one to call on.
©bratha
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