I've been playing with the idea of writing a fantasy novel for about... thirty years. I am finally taking the first step of letting someone else read the prologue to the novel. Comments are most welcome.
The raven-haired giant stood atop the rise and surveyed his surroundings. Acrid smoke from various fires somewhat obscured his vision, but that was of no matter as those fires were primarily behind him. Before him the carnage was clear
Updated 02-08-2010 at 07:32 PM by Malruhn
(Lack of poison)