The white robes turned into armor, and blood gushed from his mouth and sides like a waterfall. He then slumped to the side, tumbling off the horse. the man you murdered escaping with Teju when he struck at your clan's camp rescuing his kidnapped son.
Then you saw the skull morph into a face, a face you did not think you would ever forget.Īlexi the Unbroken, the grand prince of Rus. The ground was covered by the ash in moments, so thick that you could barely move your feet, as you trudge along closer towards the rider on the white horse. But instead, you felt hot embers on your skin, burning you. You felt the white flakes touch your hair and you reached out to touch them. And with each step, more bodies appeared, of people you did not recognize. The steps that it was taking was long and graceful, something that you never thought was possible for a horse. A head held high contained pitch black eyes and the whitest hair you had ever seen. Then you saw the rider's horse, most beautiful stallion you have ever seen. The closest to you were the most recognizable faces, your brother, the other Khans, and your family. Littering the ground were corpses of the dead, of all peoples. It turned to look at you, showing its face to be a bleached, maggot-infested skull. The rider was a crooked figure, clad in white with a skeletal hand holding onto the reins. But nothing worked, your head felt woozy and the world kept on spinning.Īnd then you started moving at speeds you never thought possible, flying into the air, over a wasteland, before it consumed you in fire. Your head throbbed in pain as you looked up and tried to gain your bearings. Then you felt like you were falling from the sky, smashing into the ground. But then your vision went red as the elder said. You coughed as you tried to swipe the smoke away with your right hand. The teeth let out a surprising pop, as they exploded in the fire. You picked up the bones slowly and threw them into the fire. If your destiny is what you wish to know.” The old elder started at the bones from across the fire. Teeth from horses that had died and boars that were slain by the hunters, if you had to guess. The fire crackled slightly as the woman threw a collection of bones onto the ground in front of you. “Yes, oh wise one.” You replied as you bowed your head slightly. “You come seeking the wisdom of the gods, young Khan?” She did not look up from looking into the flames. You stepped forward into the tent and sat down in front of the small fire that was in the middle, separating you and the Elder. "At least it won't be that damned priest." Your brother said as he sat down. “Good luck.” He said as he sat down, looking out towards your camp. You stared at him with a bewildered look on your face. Your brother tapped your shoulder as you pulled your head out of the tent.
Her skin looked like peeling leather, nothing more than fleshy bags clinging onto what little skin was still alive on her bones. The elder glared at you with tired, restless eyes.