No More Blood ?
No More Blood: Our muses flee a battle or seige together.
Flames swirled about and missiles flew overhead as the battle on the plains raged on. Faramir’s company was assigned to evacuate all of the country people to the safety of the white city.
The captain was making his last round through the blazing town when he heard the cries of a small child. He drew his sword and hacked through the burning planks of a small barn. Inside, all was smoke and fire. His eyes watered as he struggled to find the source of the calls. ”Hello?? Is anyone here??”
“Over here!” a small voice answered. Faramir pushed aside flaming objects and found a small girl huddled in the corner. He quickly lifted her up and carried her outside, where his horse was waiting.
“Let’s go,” he said, “it is no longer safe here.” She nodded and he swung her up, climbing on behind her. He whipped the reins and they were off, two humans escaping this fiery hellhole. The girl leaned against him, and with a small whispered “thank you,” she closed her eyes and put her trust in the captain of Gondor.
