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I heard a melody on the wind then and knew that it was helping us. Just as fatigue seemed to be catching the troops, the voice of the lady in blue surrounded and lifted us, and the men and women stood to take another wave of awful monsters and dwarves with renewed [[strength]]. I heard the violin of the ocean-blue man as well and it was sweet in my ears until yelling from the east gate drowned out the strings. One of ours who looked like a fiend but cast magic for us, I don't know his name, used his magic to see what had happened. A dwarf named Varka had fought behind enemy lines and found [[Lord Rael]]! I'm not sure who challenged who, but there was a duel. It was only moments after that, that the body of the brave Varka was heaved over the west gate; his neck broken. It was after this that even the songs could not bolster us and spirits began to flag in the constant heat and blood.
I heard a melody on the wind then and knew that it was helping us. Just as fatigue seemed to be catching the troops, the voice of the lady in blue surrounded and lifted us, and the men and women stood to take another wave of awful monsters and dwarves with renewed [[strength]]. I heard the violin of the ocean-blue man as well and it was sweet in my ears until yelling from the east gate drowned out the strings. One of ours who looked like a fiend but cast magic for us, I don't know his name, used his magic to see what had happened. A dwarf named Varka had fought behind enemy lines and found [[Lord Rael]]! I'm not sure who challenged who, but there was a duel. It was only moments after that, that the body of the brave Varka was heaved over the west gate; his neck broken. It was after this that even the songs could not bolster us and spirits began to flag in the constant heat and blood.


Some of the mages used magic to look beyond the walls then. What they saw horrified them. We thought we had done well to hold off for so long; by now it had been three days and I was hungry and exhausted beyond reason. I [[fear]] in my tired state I acted more like the child I was than the adult I so desperately wanted to be, but they let me stay and hand them arrows, spears, water, and bandages anyway. Now, I realized how bad the situation was. The dark elf told us of the many thousands of dwarves and demons and worse waiting outside the gates. This punctured our hope further. And the hoards attacked. Finally, we fell back into the city. From there, all I remember is being taken, yelling, and screaming, away from the front lines and into a shelter where I fell asleep. When I awoke the city was quiet and the gray-skinned dwarves walked the streets with hammers big enough to crush me. I never saw mother or father again.
Some of the mages used magic to look beyond the walls then. What they saw horrified them. We thought we had done well to hold off for so long; by now it had been three days and I was hungry and exhausted beyond reason. I fear in my tired state I acted more like the child I was than the adult I so desperately wanted to be, but they let me stay and hand them arrows, spears, water, and bandages anyway. Now, I realized how bad the situation was. The dark elf told us of the many thousands of dwarves and demons and worse waiting outside the gates. This punctured our hope further. And the hoards attacked. Finally, we fell back into the city. From there, all I remember is being taken, yelling, and screaming, away from the front lines and into a shelter where I fell asleep. When I awoke the city was quiet and the gray-skinned dwarves walked the streets with hammers big enough to crush me. I never saw mother or father again.


I lost much. But I knew then what I would be, and that those heroes who stood to defend Prantz had not failed. I will stand with them someday.
I lost much. But I knew then what I would be, and that those heroes who stood to defend Prantz had not failed. I will stand with them someday.


by Aubrey Marenchette
by Aubrey Marenchette