Role

Chapter 4

Sun was rising above the peaks of Kiadana mountains,
making the stains of volcano lava shine with bloody
red. Young storm giant is looking at his father grimly
wearing the battlearmor with the marks of the officer
of the elite department of the army. Father is hiding
his eyes though is trying to look cheerful and caring
as he always been. Father and son know each other well
as they have been living just together for many years
already and son sees that father is concealing something.
With his preparations ready, father turns to the son,
his glance full of pain. "I have to go, son. We all are
born to wage that war. And should stand upon our land
with might and caurage as our fathers did." He sighs
quitely as he turns away and walks away from the child.
Rising sun blinds the eyes and young giant do not see
dark figures climbing the northen edges of the mountain.
Eyes tear.. from the blinding light probably.