21 April 2012
Please read and give me advice on writing I don't know if I'm any good :-P
The last king of the last free country in the Archipelago of Nevermore faced the assembled hordes of the Kargs. The messenger arrived saying that the outer defences had been breached, and that the king should retreat back the throne room. King Argamir followed his bodyguards to the Grey Throne, where all of the last 34 kings had been crowned. In better times the throne had been plated in gold, but even this had been sold as times grew harder. The Archipelago of Nevermore had always been a peaceful collection of kingdoms mostly content with farming their lands and trading or fighting amongst themselves. But for the last 200 years there had been wars with the neighbouring Kargs and each little kingdom had fallen individually. Now only the fortress of Neverhold remained, and it had no army to defend it. The great ivory doors, said to be carved of the tooth of a sea-serpent, shattered under a force they were never meant to withstand. Argamir turned, and in his eyes was sunlight and fire and the dream that humanity was meant to be, a dream that had been shattered again and again but sometimes one man caught a glimpse of it and knew that it all could have gone well. "It shouldn't be like this" Argamir murmured as an arrow thudded into his chest. As the last free men in Nevermore scattered and ran, the Kargish lord Kelmar strode into the once great hall with a torch in one hand and a bloodstained dagger in the other. "Nevermore is finished."
BTW this is going to be a series of prequels, each set in one of the 15 islands in Nevermore. Please comment if you enjoy it! :D
Nevermore Volume 1 • Opuss № I