Revenge of Fallen
By WhiteBloodSongz
Late in October 1567, everything seemed quiet as the day went on. Ghostly white mist floated on the ground, through the trees, and made it's way to the darkened sky. Trees with only bare branches stood around the crumbled castle.
Moonlight flicked down on the building, making the crumbled pieces visible in the night. Everything seemed dark, and only the moon ...was light.
A crackle arose, edged with a watery tone, as the mist had grown thicker. Now a red light expanded from a point in the fortress, and glowed from holes and windows.
Shortly after, a black shadow treaded into the doorway of the tower.