Nothing LeftNothing Left2 years ago in Short Stories
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Kroy awoke to darkness.
Not knowing where he was, his hand flew to the hilt of his sword as he jumped into alertness. However, this abrupt movement was met with excruciating pain that lanced through his entire body like a consuming fire, and an agonized roar tore free from his throat and went echoing through the blackness. His mind hazed with pain and confusion, it was difficult to determine where his wounds were, and which of those were new or old. He wondered what had happened to bring him to this unknown place in this state as he lay there gasping through each laboured breath, forcing his brain to process it all, for he didn't know if he could afford to wait around for his mind to clear and risk losing consciousness again...or whether or not he was even alone.
In any case, checking the damage was his top priority. Carefully, he tried to raise his right arm again from where he'd let it fall across his round stomach, but it seemed unable to bear any further movement. Not a good sign,