War drums echoed in the stormy air as bonfires reached skyward. Tonight the Orcs would feast and in the morning we would die. It was the way of things. I would prefer to skip the night and go straight to the battle. Death isn’t a hard thing for a warrior to face. It’s the hours of fear and quiet before the battle that drain his soul.
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