Another story from Dreams of a Fantasist. The title was inspired by Lyndsey’s track, but the story is a Fantasist original. I run through the battlefield, dodging swinging swords as I go. My weapon long lost, the balance tips further in their favour. Blooded ground stretches out before me until it meets dark mountains beyond. […]
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