MELTING GOLD AND ASHES

MELTING GOLD AND ASHES

“We have gathered here because a man died, and because this man was not just any man: he was Tlamord Laygrin. He was there when the wars began, back in the lands of Solpforte; and he was there when they engulfed the world, when emperors toppled like dominoes and peoples scattered like leaves in the wind. He was a man of great prowess, proud and accomplished; he has bested many opponents in single combat and led armies, he has burned cities or defended them when no one else would. At long last, the chains of the underworld have hooked into his flesh and pulled him down, but not without a struggle; and when he departs this world in the fire-lit darkness, he will have left his mark.”

Published in: Heroic Fantasy Quarterly, Q24 (May 2015)

Fantasy, Short Fiction

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