War of the rites

by IdiosyncraticFrogger

Secoria was a land of giant trees and magic. It was once a raging land that had ten factions as most of these stories do. The factions fought for power, a power. The strongest power in this world. It was called 'The War of the Rites'. It was during these times that the small folk referred to as the last days of light, and it would be the undoing of their world.

1. Chapter 1

The Shadow Lands

The Shadow Tree stood taller than all of the others. It towered over the vast land with a sense of impending doom. No light passed through its leaves, no light hit its bark. The Southern air rippled with the chanting that came from base of the tree. Its worshippers cried out their love for it as a single woman lain in the middle of the circle at the base. The wailing of the woman was one of agony and pain as she tried to breathe, only for her body to contract again. The chanting grew louder as the woman gave a great push and the cries of a babe covered in shadows was removed from its mother's womb.

"The Child of Shadows has been born!" The Leader cried loudly as the people around them cheered in triumph. "The Child that will save our way of life is here!"

A/N: Okay so starting something new. This story will be told in drabbles. We'll see if I will continue this or not. Hope you all like it.

P.S. Wrote this while I was watching Halo:Nightfall...strange right?...Hope you all really like it. Remember Drabble series.