The Foreboding

The Foreboding

THE FOREBODING

There!…in the distance… words don’t come… thoughts won’t form… puzzlement. Instinct tells him it’s not good. Slowly, a foreboding fills his breast. As with any intrusion, a sense of conflict fills the air, but this is different. Who is this intruder? All senses are heightened – This is a new enemy. What type of weapons do they have? How many are there? Where are their lands (where did they come from).?

He doesn’t know it; but, he is witnessing the first shadow fall – bringing darkness to his people and to his way of life.

SCOTT ROGERS


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