Prologue pt1

PROLOGUE (part 1)

A chilling cough echoed around the forest in the valley. The very sound promised death. It came from a small hut in the middle of the forest, inside an old man lay in a dimly lit room. He coughed a few more times as if to emphasise the nearness of his death. The disease which he had carried and fought for over a year was close to winning the final victory. A young man lit a candle and placed it next to the ones he had already lit on a table next to the old mans bed, and looked at his master and tutor with sad eyes. The young man had served and been taught by the old man for the past 10 years, but in this past year he had seen the once strong man reduced to the frail and weary looking old man now before him. This was no ordinary old man, though, for his life had seen the rise and fall of kingdoms. He had witnessed the many joys and countless horrors of many generations, but more importantly, he had been one of the protectors of the orbs.