The Quest of Varda
As I stood silently on the crest of Vishnar hill and gazed across the blackened, blighted ruins of the keep of Eridu, I could not help but breathe a sigh of relief that I was leaving that unholy place of ancient sorcery and decay forever, even though the memory of the events that had transpired there would no doubt linger with me for just as long... I gripped my staff, shrugged my shoulders to settle my long robe more comfortably around my body, turned and headed towards the moss-thick,...
Fantasy