Bones jutted from the sand at angles--not odd angles, though, for that would suggest that there were ways bones could protrude that made sense--and the eyes of those still living stared and saw nothing. Amidst a scene of carnage on a desert battlefield blanketed in metallic snow, Major Konowa Swift Dragon sees his future, and it is one drenched in shadow and blood. Never mind that he has won a grand victory for the Calahrian Empire. He came here in search of his lost regiment of elves, while the Imperial Prince came looking for the treasures of a mystical library, and both ventures...
Bones jutted from the sand at angles--not odd angles, though, for that would suggest that there were ways bones could protrude that made sense--and...
