Ramka never knew the

spell that would break

the hold on him

now as he watched

Leeyma’s life slip away.

He wept, but it

was little consolation as

his wife died before

his very eyes only

inches away and

all he could do,

was just stand there,

paralysed to the spot.

In his mind, raging

alongside the howling he

yelled within was the

laughing voice of Domar.

clearly heard, crystal toned:

“She is dying, fool,

and there is nothing

you can do. Enjoy

then her final moments

and know how powerless

really feels, like I

when you allowed my

wife and infants to

die because it suited

you. How does it

now feel, brave leader?”


© 2017 L. Tafa




Author: b20f08

I enjoy solo wargaming and writing. The first caters to the boy that never grew up; the latter satisfies a deep desire to communicate. Cheers.

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