The air was filled with an acrid stench as the Traveler pulled his heavy chains behind him. His heavy cloak, sodden with ichor from the innards of his subterranean refuge clung to his withering body as it left a slimy trail telling the miles he had traveled. (The Traveler)
The Traveler is a a “tome” from a series I’ve been slowly working on for several years. It is essnetially little snippets of history from a forgotten land with a very loose story tying them all together. This piece deals with the traveler, it isn’t finished, but it is a start. Take a look and let me know the flints and flaws in its structure. Read it here!