Kingdom of Ash

And had done so thrice last night. And now, in
the light of the breaking day, they lingered
atop the ancient tower.
Far out, deep in Morath’s teeming ranks, a
horn rang out.
Slowly, a great beast awakening from a
deep sleep, Morath’s host began to move.
“It’s about time,” Asterin muttered beside
Manon, her braided hair bound with a strip of
leather across her brow.
Ironteeth wyverns became airborne,
lumbering against the weight of their armor.
It wouldn’t win the day, though. No, the
Ironteeth, after a heavy start, soon filled the
skies. A thousand at least. Where the Ferian
Gap host was, Manon didn’t want to know.
Not yet.
On the towers of the castle, on the roofs of
the city and along the battlement walls, the
Crochan army straightened their brooms at