The wizard had ruled the land with an iron fist for over a century. “No longer!” cried out the farm boy as he ran the wizard through, and the tower shook as magical power was released.
He breathed the air of freedom for the first time as his foe breathed his last.
His quest was over. At last.
The farm boy turned to leave the tower when he heard flapping nearby. He turned in time to see the sorcerer’s dragon fall upon him, and the farm boy was taken by darkness.
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Georges-Henri Daigle
Trying to make sense of the worlds in my head, since the one outside often doesn't.
I mainly write fantasy, sci-fi and mystery, though I see no reason to limit myself.
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