Drawn: the painted tower
In a world shrouded in darkness… in a town bleak, and trampled… a small girl stands atop a tall tower… a beacon of hope… imprisoned by shadows… she calls out for help… but her voice is stolen, by the wind… and her tears…. Like dreams, are lost in the night.
Franklin Fortunato.
The Dark ages.
The time when the Dragon King, the dark elementalist wizard, took over the kingdom of Stonebriar. No one knew who he was actually, or what he looked like.
He spends his time in his dark castle, plotting, planning, and thinking in his chambers. In war, he would wave the flag of death.
With the banner of the dragon waving in the storm he demolished neighboring countries and made it rain blood over the world.
It wasn't always like that, dear reader, no.
Once, it was a great kingdom with the belief that the arts were the most glorious gift that was given to them by the gods.
First, the royal family of the newly christened kingdom of Stonebriar started their rule by protecting the kingdom from the darkness that came from the north by making the three beacons of the arts.
You see, the Old king and the Old queen were great wizards of light and creativity, and so it was that their children, later in time, had magic in them as well.
They created paintings that were enchanted to be magical doorways into fantastical worlds. Like the land of the Gryphon, in which the mountains were covered in snow and frost, to the consult of the frogs, a underwater land in which their rule was made under the king of all frogs and toads, and the council, who governed them.
But the festival of the Phoenix was the greatest accomplishment in the kingdom, every night the squares of the kingdom was lit with torches and there was much dancing, singing, laughter, good food and drink. All in the name of the fire-bringer, the life-giver, and the war-avenger.
For many, many ages the family ruled over the land in peace and in prosperity.
Then, he came. The wizard with the dark heart, who had flown on dark wings in the form of the dragon, the enemy of the gryphon.
The dragon kills, pollutes, and destroys. It plunges whole worlds into darkness, without even a small prick of fire. Only the dark blue flames of the underworld is the only "light" it can stand. The gryphon is noble, wise, and fights for what's right and it's pure good, with light in its heart and in its soul. After the arrival of the Wizard, the wars began. The Old king and the mighty army of warriors, knights, mages, guardians, archers, and warlocks versus the Dark Wizard and his army of demons and humanoid/dragon people he created for that purpose, for war.
After much fighting, after so much blood, after many deaths, no matter how hard the Old king fought to keep his kingdom, it fell. Yes, dear reader, the kingdom of Stonebriar had fallen under the wizard's spell, and his rule.
The first thing he did, after he killed the Old king, he then sought out the rest of the royal family and killed the rest of them, the Old Queen and the prince, But the wizard was arrogant and foolish, he didn't know that there was a daughter who had most of the power, she was taken away by a loyal servant of the old king, to a lone tower in which the resided until the final wars.
Then he took over the entire kingdom, demolished the mighty beacons that protected the kingdom from the darkness, ripped down the paintings, silenced the music, and re-written knowledge and history. He even blinded the citizens by placing woven darkness over the citizen's eyes in the form of a blindfold, so the citizens could not see or know. As was the wish of the wizard, now the Dark King.
He now resides in the castle with his consult, The Dark Court Of Righteousness. It established the many factions of the kingdom.
The most famous at the time was the great Dark Guards of the royal halls, these warriors are brutal to their victims, no mercy in the battlefield, and fiercely loyal to their master.
But out of the 674 factions in the kingdom, the most legendary of all, would be the lowest of them. That faction was the dragonhead guardsmen.
Why were they so legendary, it was because of one guard, whose story it is. This, this is the story of a guard, a girl, a being made of pure energy, and a tyrant. This is, Drawn, the tale of the painted tower.
Well, That's the starting point in my story, everyone! i hope you will enjoy this story as much as i enjoy writing to you guys! make sure to review this and comment. Otherwise, have a great day!