The Pirates Had Come

"All quiet on the northern front," Hubert read in a hushed tone. The flickering of the candle became his friend in the darkness of his room.

His hand held the paper suspended at eye reading level. His fingertips felt the smooth sandy texture of it as the white tainted with spots of brown and tears around its edges were visible. Its seal of red, marked with the symbol of the free agents of the church of vision undone.

"The knights of Trilly, accompanied by the common soldiers, pushed the barbarians near the village of Penfirth. Now, the lines stand 4 hours away from the village and are increasing. Soon, the last of the barbarian camps in the northern dukedom occupying-" Hubert read, hesitating as his eyes slithered across the rows of words.

Cough

He cleared up his throat.