A Story of Two Kings and the Sword of Peace || Pg 3 / 8

 

Battlefield

There were no elegant knights in shining armours, victorious, with gleaming weapons out in the Sun. Instead of that, the sword could see shattered weapons and hordes of men dying out of hunger and thirst. There was hardly any food remaining for the warriors. Dirt covered all that could be seen and men were wrapped in a disgusting smell. Some of them were half dead, laying on the ground, and bleeding out from their wounds.