The Fallen City

The crack of the whip burned across the back of your legs, a slash of pure white heat that you were certain was the skin being stripped from your bones. It dropped you to your knees, but you didn't cry out. Instead, you threw your body over the old woman next to you, shielding her from any further strikes from the Zybar whip.

Days have passed since the Golden City, your home, fell to the invading forces of Zybar and the fearsome Leothine. Now, you are just one of many captured Azurian women, marched for days to a sprawling enemy camp near the sea. You hide your identity, your pain, and your burning desire for vengeance beneath the guise of a broken slave girl.

As you stumble forward, pushed and prodded by the cruel Zybar guards, you wonder how survival remains your instinct when all else is lost – your home, your love, your very name. But a seed of something new has taken root: the fierce, blossoming desire for revenge.