Ok. I'm writing. Opinions. ;|
"The battlefield lay still and silent. What was once a happy and prosperous town the day before, had been shattered to nothingness in a matter of minutes. It was a considerably sized town, with several long paved streets lined with buildings. If one were to take a walk around, they could probably find it was a peaceful trading town. The citizens got along well, there was a lot of interaction, and they didn’t have a care in the world, save for living a happy, decent life in their calm hometown.
But none of that mattered now. The city was a burned down pile of ash. The once joyous inhabitants were sprawled around the streets, some taken by surprise, others with looks of sheer horror on their lifeless faces. Only some traces of each shop or house were found; remnants that surely held countless memories and stories. The air smelled with a sickly scent of death and destruction, and any sight was obscured by the brownish smoke that explored the ruined area. Maybe there were survivors that escaped into the wilderness beyond their city walls, maybe not. The city was taken with overwhelming force, a surprise attack that no one saw coming. The blood of innocent was spilled this day, and only one figure remained in this broken memory. One silhouette in the smoke of dying city embers stood alone."
'“Come on, captain. It’s time to go. We’ve done our business here.”
“…Alright. Get whatever troops that are left in the town into the airship. I’ll join you in a minute.”
The man walked back into the orangish smoky haze, while Lia stood motionless, still staring into the decrepit, broken fountain that remained in front of her. Countless thoughts swept through her mind, some of confusion, others of guilt, and even a few of hate. Why was her fleet ordered to attack this city? Why was the blood of hundreds of innocents spilled because of one item? She knew she was responsible for this. She knew she could’ve refused the command. However, such defiance could easily cause her to lose her rank. This flurry of thoughts raged through her mind, but there was nothing she could do about it right now. Right now, more important things had to be done. Finally leaving the deserted square, she too walked into the dead mist towards the massive silhouette in the sky; the airship.
Lia was a very charismatic figure. All her life, she had been a natural leader. A “diamond in the rough”, some called her. She stood at about 5’9, with straight long auburn hair, and a figure any sane male would find desirable. Her dark green eyes immediately captured the attention of whomever she spoke to, and her down-to-earth leader like personality kept that attention. As she strode on, small dark outlines could be seen of other soldiers making their way to the airship, up the long rope ladder that hung at least 30 feet from it.
Lia finally reached the ship, all the soldiers seeming to have made it up already. Standing by the ladder was the same man who addressed her before, clad in darker armor that signified a higher rank than the other soldiers that had already climbed into the ship.
“Alden, is everything ready to go? Understand that any stragglers will be left behind.” She said sternly.
“It’s fine. Everyone is on board. You were the one we were waiting for. Let’s go.” The man chuckled as he started the ascent up the latter, leaving Lia shortly behind him.
The two finally reached the deck, and began preperations to leave this deserted city that they had scarred for eternity.
The airship was magnificent..."