The Night Before the Trials
Snow started to fall in the afternoon, smothering the landscape in white.
Aedric and Darron had spent the afternoon walking through the woods around the commons discussing the earlier council meeting. They had no other chores or responsibilities that day, as those who were to take the Trials where given a day to rest or prepare. Instead, Aedric had been stuck answering his friends repeated questions about every minute detail of the meeting.
Darron’s large fur covered boots sunk into the deepening snow. He turned dramatically and his cloak billowed out around him. “So do you think they would actually fight the men if they saw them?” His eyes were unfocused and gazing far away, his mind on some heroic adventure.Continue reading