THE WiLL BEARER

She looked her deep in the eyes. It was menacingly how the frost giants' eyes glowed in the darkness. Liz looked back at Oliver who was pinned down against the tree. His movants have stopped long ago. Even dead he didn't let his sword go.

Liz was scared, scared to die like Oliver died. Feeling the creeping coldness till it burst hotter than any blaze.

The giant saw that, smelled that, felt that frightened feeling Liz had.

Lizbeth tried to get up, but her legs couldn't. Her stomach felt like it she must puke, and her fingertips hurts by lying in the snow.

A loud screech atones through the woods.

A signal which the giant reacted too. She turned back to Liz, with big steps and her hand pressing against the iced shot wound she got closer.

Step for step. Liz could her the snow squishing as she got closer.

The grin grew wider.

She started saying something. Talking to herself.

Liz started crying.

"No please, don't" she cried for survival.

That's when a roar arose. White smoke started to manifest.

The giant turned abruptly to where the roar came from.

The man grabbed with his right hand the ice around his neck and dropped down.

The giant looked shocked, but it didn't stop there.

Oliver rose up slowly, still screaming. He grabbed his old sword with both hands and swung it. It was so fast, so brutal, that the frost giant couldn't react.

The last things she saw was dropping down, touching the snow with the right side of the face. Her body starts crumbling down and dropping in front of her.

The man with the swords looked down towards her, his eyes, a white shine through the mask.

And then everything turned dark, the pain, hearing smell and lastly vision.

Liz looked at the situation, at Oliver, wo still kept on screaming like it was the end of the world. White greyish smoke that was leaking through his gloves and jacked started to glow even more brightly.

His roar even louder till he dropped down.

"HELP! WE NEED HELP!" Liz screamed. She lost her radio a while ago.

WHAT HAPPENED?

TO-

-you

LITTLE

I was on my way back home. My heavy bags were packed with stuff I had and stuff I have gotten in those four years-

Today is the day, I am going to surprise Doran-

He will never expect this-

So, I got to the bus station, grab my ticket-

AND???

Drive back home, people kept looking at me, for what my race was, but I didn't care, not at all. First time it was hard, but I was just a kid back then-

Now I am TWENTYone-

AN ADULT?

Yes-

WHAT WAS THE MEANING OF "ADULT" FOR dORannnnnnnnnnnnnN?

He never told me-

IS THAT WHY YOU ARE GOING TO HIM?

No, I miss him-

MISS HIM? SURE, HAHA

I drove in the morning and came back late at night-

I am happy-

NERVOUS?

A little BIT-

SOMETHING WEIRD HAPPENED?

Now that you say it, nobody was in the village. Like I checked before I went there, sheep's where gone too-

FUNNY

Really?-

REALLY, WHAT HAPPENES NEXT?

I get home, meet Doran. He is super hysteric. In armor, holds a something wrapped in rags-

ME

What?-

ME

Anyway, haha. Doran isn't alone, three more big darkelves like Doran, or what he calls them-

DALKAS

Yes! DALKAS-

He gives me the sword in rags-

ME!

And I run, after he pushes me out of home. Tells me to run, that I am not safe. But I don't know anything. I hear him, DORAN is in pain. GIANTS as big and tall as DORAN appear and destroy everything. I look from far away and see-

FROST WITCHES, EMBODYMENT OF LUST AND DESTRUCTION

I run now again, but one saw me. She runs faster, easily catching up to me-

I go downhills, into the woods and hide. I am not scared but confused, HURT-

I know it is not DORANS fault-

Probabyl-

She finds me, me and my SWORDS of LIGHT-

YOU AND ME!

She looks at me, and I get scared, sad-

She keeps looking, two long daggers, or horns- -whatever-

Comes close to me, nearly kisses me, haha. And I am scared if she eats me-

She puts her helmet off, beatifuly or simply a blue beauty-

NEVER!

And shows mercy-

Gives me a necklace too, not so beautiful-

SIGN OF THE WITCH!

The stabs my lag, twice. Snickers in the dark moonshine-

Leaves with blood drenched blades-

BETRAYAL!

I stay there a long time, or not. Don't remember, never knew-

Then I start crying, holding the necklace with my hand and holding DORAN in my heart-

I cry till I sleep-

WEAK HAHAHAHAHAHahahahahaaaaaaa

I will take their lives! RIP them APART. BLEED them to DEATH. STARV them to DEATH-

GOOD, YES GO AHEAD AND TRY

IT IS GOING TO HURT YOU, OLIVER! OLIVER HAHAHAHA

And? What if it hurts-

WHAT?

Be quiet and be mine, hurt me, what ever-

DO I CARE IF YOU HURT ME?-

HAHA SURE

SWORD CRONICLE

MEMORY OF THE LOSS/ 23rd of December