It's a beautiful thing. Â
Shards of sun bouncing off bright blades broken over seas of glittering armor and shattered shields. Â Lances of light piercing hollowed out skulls and shining through empty eyes with the piercing stare of the morning.
A field of blood soaked treasures weighted with the cloying smothering scent of decay and clotting rot.
Through this open-faced tomb lumbered a giant, dragging a cart behind his slow-moving form. Â Every few steps the scarred giant would turn it's two red eyes down to the ocean of blood it was wading through. Â Every few steps a knife would flesh to cut a ring lose, pry a tooth out, snap a catch off a necklace or locket given by someone who would never see the object of their affection warm, vital, and living ever again.
The Ash Rat of the siege corp, was prowling through the aftermath of his work in this early hour.
Into a sack went the keepsakes of the dead. Â Into the cart went the few remnants of weapons that hadn't been destroyed by the conflict here. Â Sometimes a knife would flash and slide through some joint in armor.
The crows followed after the giant's wandering path. Â Nothing but the dead remained behind.
Which isn't to say that the giant, white haired, red eyed, burn-scarred Roe was the only thing looking over this field of gore.
One of the hills looking over the ocean of mayhem's harvest were three more Roe. Â Two paired, yellow-robed, bald headed horrors on either side of an equally tall, slightly more slender leader.
Look at them. Â The two yellow robed gore-crows pointing and arguing.
The long-braided leader patiently cleaning the gun that had been resting on their shoulder.
She points and nods.
The two vultures descend.
In the red soaked stage, a pair of red eyes look up.
Blue and red eyes meet.
A nod from on high as the gun is brought to shoulder.
An accusatory howl from below as the two yellow hounds race forward.
Thunder roars over the field of the dead.
This story would have been very different if that had been the end of it.
But we know better, don't we?
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