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Bronze Sun

by JPEG

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The King of Eagles stood alone ahead of the crowd of onlookers at the set place and time, within the shadow of the valley at the sun's zenith, awaiting his challenger. Though all he wore was feathers and hide with nothing but a copper spear, he waited valiantly, for he gained protection and power from the sigils upon his skin that invoked ancient gods, ancestors, and concepts. As the people waited, in came the warrior of bronze and flame from around the towering canyons of the blood rocks, and with each step he took, a scorched footprint left the ground marred. The bronze warrior was tearing across the land in a holy crusade to slay the Eagle King in retribution for the blasphemy of his ancestors before him and as penance for a life of. Behind the bronze monolith followed his cohort at a safe distance, ragged and tired, yet determined.
The two men met each other face to face with a pause as they sized each other up. The Eagle King was arrogant and bold, yet fearful, and the warrior of gleaming bronze walked with apathy and disinterest, but to the vigilant onlooker, a bottomless malice burned into his eyes from behind the sights of his helmet.

Time felt unending as the spectators watched the inaction with confused and bated breath. Tired of the conflict, tired of the waiting, confident in the victory, it was The Eagle King who took the first move. He struck forth spear-first like a bolt of lighting, yet the bronze tower stood motionless. As the tip of the spear drew closer to the glowing knight, he lifted both his empty hands, palm outward towards the King of Eagles, and from them the sun flowed out like broken floodgates.

The flash was but a moment, yet the light was blinding and the heat of the outburst burned the skin of every witness. When the sun returned to its rightful place in the sky, those who could still see witnessed in horror that where the great Eagle King once stood was but ash and bone, already blowing away in the light breeze. The assailant lowered his hands slowly without care, and continued to walk forwards, past the remains of the king and past the blinded crowd, who parted to make room the best they could in their sightless and shocked state. The cohort followed, and walked forth with the bronze knight out of view beyond the great canyon walls, for their objective was achieved.

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released February 25, 2023

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