Revenge
Chapter 1 Prologue
The Curse of Blackthorn Keep
The kingdom of Eldoria was a land of towering castles, vast forests, and whispers of ancient magic. Deep within its northern reaches stood Blackthorn Keep, a fortress abandoned for a century, cursed by the wrath of a betrayed sorceress. It was said that none who entered ever returned, their souls bound to the keep's shadowed halls.
For years, the people feared it, until a young knight, Sir Aldric of Redmere, vowed to break the curse. Armed with a silver blade and the blessing of the High Priestess, he rode through the mist-laden woods, his horse's hooves echoing against the silence.
As he approached, the keep loomed before him, its spires jagged against the moonlit sky. The air was thick with the scent of decay, and the gates creaked open as if inviting him in. Inside, the walls were lined with faded tapestries depicting a time before ruin, and ghostly whispers slithered through the corridors.
Then, from the shadows, she emerged-the sorceress Isolde, her form half-wreathed in mist. "Why have you come, mortal?" she asked, her voice both sorrowful and wrathful.
"I seek to end your torment," Aldric declared. "Let me free your soul."
A bitter smile played upon her lips. "You cannot free what does not wish to be freed. But you may join us."
With a flick of her hand, shadows surged forward, writhing like living tendrils. Aldric raised his sword, its silver light piercing the darkness, and charged. Their battle was one of steel against sorcery, of light against night. He struck true, his blade sinking into her chest.
A scream, both terrible and triumphant, echoed through the keep. The curse shattered like glass, and the spirits bound within the fortress were freed, their sighs fading into the wind. As dawn broke over the ruined keep, Aldric stood alone-victorious, but forever haunted by the ghostly gaze of Isolde.
He had broken the curse, but at what cost?
Chapter 1 Prologue
11/03/2025
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