Felkaranos

Night filled every single crack and enveloped all thoughts. A dim light lit mud, blood and leather boots. In the dirt, life was mixing with death, and the line between them was obscured. Nobody knew what time it was. They scarcely knew where they were. Wings flapped and a raven landed on a corpse. It didn't eat, it only sat there observing. Everywhere, the sound of gunfire could be heard. The raven cawed. All of a sudden, the gunfire was silenced and the only sound left was the breath of dead men. The raven cawed again. This time, the skies cleared and the moon lit the battlefield clearer than any lamp could. Corpses lay everywher