12 The Petrified wyrm. (1/2)

Huuu!

I exhaled hard-

Retch!

and coughed up blood at the same time.

My heart beat violently.

I succeeded in eliminating Morador, a fallen king like no other, but it came with a price.

I was basically meatpaste right now, not one signle bone in my body was left undamaged.

Even so, I felt carefree. I let go of everything.

At that moment I felt a heavy burden lift from my shoulders.

For a while, I laid my body down, on that land of desolation where no buildings stood intact.

Link closed his eyes and thought about his journey, how he traveled from world to world and the special day earth merged with the nine worlds.

Back then, he had been naive and unprepared. Dangers were common, and it was nothing short of a miracle that he had managed to survive.

with each action and choice he had taken, he grew, as a person, and a leader.

but never had he felt like he did today.

today was special for him as if he had finally broken through the cocoon that embraced him for years.

as if he was the monkey king, Sun Wukong when he finally broke the stone that held him captive for thousands of years.

He was a new man, but one with obligations.

heads had to fly for his responsibilities to be met.

...

munching on a piece of bread that was smeared with dirt, Link limped down the stairs leading further down in the throne room.

in his hands, a book that he found, it's cover was bright blue with a black gem embedded in the middle.

it was the only item that wasn't petrified in this whole city, surely it must have been made of some kind of special material with immunity to petrification, hell it might even have immunity to all kind of curses.

such items were of the rarest kind with no clue to what their purpose was, which meant they were either a normal item or the exact opposite.

and link was more inclined to believe that it is the latter.

slowly andcarefully he opened the book and started reading

.....

68th of dusk, Year of Pyre 710

The wyvern tribe has routed us. We have retreated to Mardrop ruins and secured ourselves amongst the fortifications, I have just shy of 2000 men left under my banner, some of the best warriors I have ever served with, but we are simply no match for the numbers we face.

Counting them is difficult, but I would put q minimum estimate at 10000. The tribe has camped a league away - they seem to be waiting for reinforcements. This does not bode well...

I have sent messenger invisible owls to all the kingdoms. I can but hope they send aid in time.