prolouge of infinished story redo

A Story by Omen

The story I had written so far had accidentally gotten deleted so I took the opportunity to rewrite my story.

Prologue

They say people can’t travel between the worlds anymore, but sometime people just slip in … like my Husband. I found him wandering through, lost and confused. I told him he could stay a night because I felt sorry for the poor thing. But his stay was lengthened, and then lengthened again and again and again. And the more he stayed the closer we grew. Until finally he asked me to marry him .When we were married our people were under attack by the greatest military power in our world. His human magic was amazing, sweeping through the enemy like a scythe. He fought them valiantly, and fought them, and fought them. He fought until finally it was over. There he stood amongst the dead bloodied, with weapons protruding out of him. He died defending our city, our lively hood, our home. He died for a people who were not his own, and he fought for an unknown cause. But I, his wife, know his cause, I his wife, know his legacy.