Circle as to Ring

by vine

Pieces of a journey far beyond anything the Circle could have imagined. Shards of the War of the Ring, as affected, or not affected, by four new players. "We're all the same, in the end."

4. Fall

Title: Fall

Word Count: 100

Location: The Black Gates

Tris would never be paid to to battle magic. She would never accept even a penny to cause harm.

But do not threaten her family.

Braids unwound, chest heaving, she stands. Trisana Chandler, Storm-Bringer, Rain-Maker, Giver of Lightning, thing of legends. Trisana Chandler, sister.

Shaking limbs pointed at the sky, she makes her final move. Her fear turns to outrage, to hate, to power. The Earth feels this, and roars in a mirror of her own voice. The enemy troops tremble.

They did not know they would have to hold against a goddess.

They will raise statues in her honor.