Monday, January 29, 2018

100 Words a Day 1110

When Ostera emerged from her tent, the watch was still removing bodies from the trench. The Sons of Lurio had unleashed a new bombard, enormous and firing rounds that shook the earth. They released some strange alchemical mixture that filled the air with noxious fumes. Anyone who inhaled the miasma was doubled over with fits of coughing. That passed, but was followed soon after by fever and rasping breaths. Death was the end result.

Command wasn’t sure what to do with the bodies. No one knew if burning them would release the fumes anew. There were too many to bury.

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