The Fallen Hero

His wrists and ankles both tightly chained are a deep red throbbing with blood trickling down to his heel and fingers in small streams. He's clothed in meager rags so thin that his entire skeletal structure can be seen through it not that his thin papery skin could hide it. His pallor was a ghastly sheen grey with sweat coating every inch visible. Other than his shallow sunken face with protruding sharp cheekbones he was how he used to be with unruly jet black hair and calm emerald green eyes which darkened fiercely as he stared at Lord Taurus.



I wrote this short story on the topic where I had to write a story starting with "And finally the great day dawned." This story is one of my quickest works being done under 20 minutes. I hope you enjoyed it.

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