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Chirp, chirp. The crickets' chorus their melody.
Chirp, chirp. Chirping throughout the night.
The once sacred glades full of luscious grass, now decayed and defiled by horrors not perceivable within the healthy mental condition of any mortal.
The crickets are the only creature that remains from old Lordaeron, replacing the ever soothing and empowering sounds of bells from the capital.
O, the capital! The cloud of despair which looms over the ominous fortress of the Forsaken is not to be trifled with.
What pillar of a community so prestigious and divine deserves such a fate?
The last beacon of enlightenment and protection in the region had been extinguished by the ever encroaching darkness which seeks the utter destruction of patrons who breath and plant life which blossoms and blooms.
However, a lilypad upon the dead lake still remained. A monastery, once a gathering spot for agents of serenity, now turned into a fortress.
The crimson moon hung over the twilighted sky, the millions of sky candles known as stars helping to lighten the canvas of space.
Below the night's sky, the monastery sat, silent and still.
Once, lanterns moved with their owners across the ruined hills in hopes of keeping the monastery secure, but now no light to be seen.
Within the monastery itself, no sound emanated to indicate any sign of any living entities.
The graveyard, for once in so many years, only retained the bones and corpses of fallen; no longer any risen or spectres of the past. All there, too, were silent and still.
The halls of which low ceilings hung now find themselves unoccupied, with the sole exception of human bodies originated in red clothing.
The courtyard, too, remained silent, generally a buzz with the noise of trainees practicing their magic and melee against wooden enemies who were soon hoped to be replaced by skeletal opponents. Only more corpses.
No sound other than the crickets outside the monastery.
Within the grand halls, where prayers and masses were held now, too, lay silent underneath the crimson moon.
The corpses lay upon the stones, not yet old enough to rot, but still old enough to smell of a rancid odor.
The flies would come soon, to feed upon their feast, left by the adventurers who had come before.
And, yet, a man of most buff stature lied, face down against the carpet, his flattened hand outstretched toward the altar. Upon the altar, a woman was. Her blood had trickled from the altar down to the carpet, replacing it's natural red color with crimson.
However, her eyes opened, suddenly, the Light once more saving her from the cold clutches of death.
And thus….
Among the sympathies of night, the crickets chirped their tone.
However, soon, the war cries of the resurrected would be heard, the howls of hounds, the crackling of flame would emanate from the vast halls.
As long as the Blades of the Anointed never pierce her flesh...all will resume as normal.
And so forth, the song continues.
Hello, ladies and gentlemen. I would like to introduce you to a collection of one-shots revolves around the Scarlet Crusade and it's members.
I am going to come straight forward right now and tell you: I am doing whatever the hell I want with it.
In meaning, that some of these will be comedy, some of these will be tragedy and everything in between, hell maybe even horror. This happened to be a "poem" I suppose you could call it, because I needed to open on a good note, however these chapters could range from small poems, to very short one-shots, to medium length and long one-shots to some chapters being connected to others and so on and so forth.
I decided to start this story because writing thousands and thousands of words isn't always easy (or fun, quite frankly) and I figured the easiest way to relax while writing and yet not having to worry about it's length, plot holes or etc. was to make a bunch of short stories. Basically, this collection will be my motivator/kick starter to writing other stories of mine.
Also, I meant to update this when I had three chapters done, but I decided on just writing the first one because I am impatient. And, updating for this story should be frequent, seeing as how these chapters are short. There should be other chapters out shortly, so please stay tuned.