Famous Last Words

The old orc stands, turning milky-blind eyes toward the intruder. He wrinkles his nose smelling the air.

“Do I know you human?’ he snarls. ‘Have I tasted your blood?”

The epic of the knight’s life has lead him here.

“Speak!” Grunk takes a step, a withered left leg fails him. His ancient face scrunches in pain. He leans heavily on a wicked club spiked with nails rusted deep-red. “Why do you come?”

Ser Gerald pulls a long-sharp-gleaming blade from its scabbard. ‘I seek revenge, gray-one.”

“Good. I am ready.”

The knight charges.

Soon enough Grunk returns to his fire, victorious

Published by Bryan Aiello

Raised on Florida’s Gulf Coast, Bryan served in the Army, graduated from the University of South Florida and now calls Brooklyn home. For more of his fiction and updates on his podcasts, follow him on Twitter: @bryaiello and Reddit: /u/voyage_of_roadkill.

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