The Script: Tales of Ages Past
Before I was born, my people lived with peace of mind? No, But with each other. For we lived in fear of the Limdolés, God Soldiers from the Silv Realm, reducing our race one by one in large numbers. Without being able to fight back, for our bows, arrows, stones and spears were like hitting rocks with water in an attempt to smash it. All we could do was run for our dear lives. This fantasy is a short story about a script. A story in the story, an adventure of the present and the past.