Chapter OneA Chapter by Blackwood91Chapter One I looked out the window, licking my lips eagerly. Impatiently. The snows whirled outside, coming down in thick white sheets. The wolves were out this evening. They howled madly, reveling in the chill that could freeze a man in a matter of minutes. The land here was harsh, but it was a good home. Worthy of being protected. And I would do so, would gladly lay down my life for this place I had grown into a man in. A man. My mother would disagree. My sixteenth winter and she nursed me still as though I were some wounded bird. My lip twitched in annoyance, but I knew that she meant well. I would join my place in the Wardens soon enough. When my father returned from plundering the arrogant Southlanders. I looked up the hill at the longhouse that stood proudly in the center of our town, my breath fogging the air before me, mingling with the white flakes. The steward sat within that hall, warming his a*s by the braziers that graced the cruel and sheerly hewn throne. I knew his mind. Since he had taken the mantle of Steward two winters before he had done little to help the community progress. Had done little to protect them from the ever encroaching wilds. The Wardens stood guard against evil, but recieved no help from the man appointed to give them orders. He used his posistion only to gain more power. Used all of his energies to better secure his hold on the throne he tainted with his thick blankets of fur. He would not give up the power he had aquired a taste for easily. I smiled grimly. He would, though. He would lose it, and his head. He should know better than to test a true Jarl such as my father. "Leikr, your sister shivers," my mother scolded from behind me. I sighed and looked out over Mourning Tides one last time, then closed the thick shutters and turned to see my sister and mother huddled by the fire.
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2 Reviews Added on August 27, 2011 Last Updated on August 27, 2011 AuthorBlackwood91Austin, TXAboutI have been writing books since I could read, fascinated with the ability to create and live in my own worlds. Since I was very little I wrote short stories, mostly horror and comedy, based off of thi.. more..Writing
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