Singer power

Gradually the battle site grew silent and the lights stopped moving. He started to relax until he heard the sound of a Singer. She was singing a Song in a language that he didn’t understand, but he still found his mind growing light and his worries began to vanish. He found himself making his way down the hill, and as he stepped out into the clearings that were covered in blood, he saw that dozens of others were coming out of the underbrush.

He hadn’t been the only coward.

He saw people start to vanish, dropping into the ground, but somehow, he couldn’t find it in himself to care. He stood with the others, and he wondered idly how the afterlife would be. Would it be like the palaces of the Masters the way they had promised? Their places were reputed to be places of wonder, and they’d told their followers that the afterlife was even better. They were the living representatives of the gods.

A moment later, the world disappeared around him, and he realized that he was falling toward a pit of fire.

Hell was the place for cowards, and now that his mind was clearing, he could do nothing but scream as he saw people falling all around him, falling into the pits, and some already on fire as they fell from the unbelievable heat.

Then he felt pain, unbelievable pain like he’d never experienced in his life.

All he could do then was scream.

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Hell