Role

Chapter 20

Gruhnarld awoke with a startle, his dreams terrifying
and seeming so real. He walked barefoot into the
moonlight outside of his fathers home, and started
to releave himself as he looked up into the stars,
the silence of the night deaf.....

Gruhnarld's ears pearked as he heard a cry in the
darkness, fear spinning within his mind, he heard
it again as the hairs on his back stood on edge.

Running down the street, his bare feet splashing deep
into mud puddles, he ran away from the sound as fast
as he could, his heart nearly stopped as a painful
cry was cut short near dead in front of him.

He stood still, breathing hard and found himself
looking right into the heart of the forge,
his heart exploding in his chest, each pump sending a
painful message into his head where it throbbed
steadily. His eyes wide and twitching.

....


Staring back at him a hooded figure, darkness enveloped
whatever it was beneath the robe. A long slender arm
raised and pointed a glowing gloved finger at Gruhnarld.

"You there.... Dwarf..." The raspy voice whispered into
the darkness.

Gruhnarld's legs stood frozen in the ground, he felt
displaced, disconnected, alone and cold in the darkness.

"Come...." The raspy voice ordered, as Gruhnarld's legs
marched him forward, his will frozen stiff in fear...