imagine walking up a siege ladder in the darkness, suddenly a lightflash lights up the sky and on top of the ladder you see a silouet from a man with a huge fucking long awlpike. suddenly you find yourself in the darkness again and you slowly start walking down the ladder again, suddenly your nerves cant take it anymore. you turn around and start running away, only to find that yourself running into that sharp and shiny long awlpike. While the beast that impaled you pulls his weapon out of your body and your mutilated corps starts falling towards the ground, the wolves begin to howl in the distant woods...
i should become novel writer
nah, too lazy i could do way better
