Goldov, The Fallen PrinceA Chapter by GabrielThe sand blows violently, circling the Kingdom, that's all that the Erde had seen ever since they had been conquered. The king, dethroned, his army, Defeated and imprisoned, and to make matters worse, the Prince… Captured. This was the current status of the Kingdom of Erde, surrounded by a dome of swirling sand, on a regime similar to that of an ancient civilization. Nazi Germany, it was called, that is the current level of the kingdom. The group that conquered it had a regime similar to them, but worse. You can get in trouble for simply not having your hair a specific way. Goldov, our poor captured prince, is currently trying to escape and so far has been successful… Talking to himself, and whispering “Okay, so close, Just a few more stories” he looks down and then very quickly looks back up and closes his eyes, “Just a few more stories, just don’t look down, don’t look down, everything is gonna be fine” he continues to descend down his blanket and clothing rope eventually make it to the bottom and finally opening his eyes. He looks around for any guards and sees none, then begins to run for the back of the castle, aiming for the port, a few miles east of the castle. Since it was night it was cold, really cold. This cold was a hardship was going to need to bear, if he wanted freedom that is. As he kept running he tripped over something, something scaly and with spines, as he fell and turned around to see what it was he tripped on, he saw it…. A Blight Lizactus. © 2024 GabrielAuthor's Note
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Added on November 5, 2024 Last Updated on November 5, 2024 Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Adeventure, Action AuthorGabrielMiami Springs, FLAboutI adore Alastor, he be a lil' kinky. I am a beginner writer so do your worst. I am currently in eighth, going to ninth. if you notice anything in my writing that makes it seem like I'm not mentally o.. more..Writing
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