Apr 30, 2019
Prologue (though feel free to respond to this. If no takers then will continue as though it is a book)
The night was dark, pitch black. The moon hidden behind dark stormy clouds. A lone raven took flight, forsaking the safety of the trees to survey the destruction of the battlefield below. It paused in its flight to alight atop a mound of curiously piled bodies. As it did so there was a break in the clouds and a single ray of moonlight broke through, its light coming to rest on the face of a woman seemingly lost to the world of the living. Her head just barely poking out from beneath all the corpses piled atop her. That single ray of moonlight lasted just long enough to caress her face before being stolen by the clouds once more.
