The First day

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Written by: Sammy

I still remember the first day. as if a horrible dream i can never wake from.
Standing At the border. My soldiers like a wall of Armour and honour cold Oxtranian steel shining like beings of power. I stood ahead, as A leader should. Clad in Armour brandishing my Shield on my back and resting my hands on my blade stood upright infront of me, one of my pets the Remohraz i have tamed was coiled behind me, a watchdog, a cloak of danger and intimidation, a symbol of my streght.
The clouds are dark, a storm of nature is brewing above with a storm of blood and steel bellow
The wind was high, my Silver white hair caught the wind as if trying to escape the coming ruin, my cold eyes never leaving the enemy army in the distance .
I remeber the armies of Covania, how they outnumbered us from the very begining but i was not scared, i had started this and i was not going to backdown.
They may have numbers but we have the finest equipment out smiths can forge, the beasts of the mountains flood our ranks like pillers of might surrounded by the foundation of strenght.

The air is cold, colder then the blizzards of the north, of my home. i feel myself getting dizzy. is this fear? what do i fear? its my men, my country, my people, being taken by another unfit to lick the ground any Oxtranian would walk. I look behind to my soldiers. my people. ready to give thier lifes for our country. they all stand motinless but the presence would cause a dragon the faulter even the beasts stand motinless but the rage, the fury, a single pin drop could set them loose.

the Covanian army were roudy, they were like buzzing locasts, ready to wipe us all out. i see two on horseback start to approch us, Flying a messenger flag. I gesture for my men to hold position with a simple raise of an open hand. The Remhoraz coiled behind me frightened the horses were the would not dare approche any closer then two-hundred feet or so.
The riders seemed hesitant to approch and so they should be they should be terrified they should be pleading for my mercy.
Two men, one seemed much higher ranking then the other. the lowere ranking one spoke unable to take his eyes of the beast behind me, he makes the mistake of not fearing the one who controls them more. his voice a mess of emotions
“The Monarchy…h has kidndly offered an op opitunity for The leader of Oxtrad….t to surender her throne and kingdom to the Monarchy before blood is spilled.” The boy closes the scroll and steps back, the higer ranking one couldnt tip his nose higher if he tried.

I do not utter a word. my blade says all i need as it flys through the cold bitting air, It spills blood of the first Covanian. the high ranking one lets out a shriek as my axe rends his torso in two, the corpse collapsing to the ground. my eyes never left the army in the distance as i see them react.
I turn to my people.
“Do not remember tonight, remember why tonight happened. do not remember the enemy, remember the people you protect, Do not follow me into hell, Follow me home. Oxtrad is at war, its lands and people in danger. i will figt till my last breath, I ask you join me.” My soldiers erupted together. “For Our People! For our Land! For our Queen! For Our Freedom!”

we marched together as a wall of steel as Corvaina charged like beasts. we did not faulter, we kept pace. our marching footsteps shook the earth and woke the gods. As we clashed, I felt regret.

I don't remember the battle, i only remember looking over the battlefield. Rain poured from the sky. it started as soon as we clashed and only got heavier as the fight went on. Rivers of water mixed with blood ran accross the battle field. So many lifes lost. so many people that would not be returning home. I scanned the entier area, bodies upon bodies of my people and thiers. i am drenched in blood, it stains my hair, its all i can taste yet everything around me is just grey.
I was alone but surrounded by people, husbands, wifes, sons, daughters, Fathers, Mothers, i could feel the pressence of all the dead around me. it was suffocating.

I trouged through the death thinking to myself. “This is only the first day.” It would be 20 more years before we could rest.