Prologue

In the darkened room of the tyrant’s chambers, a solitary figure sat on his throne. His head was hanging low; he had known this day would arrive eventually. He had just thought that it would be later, much later. The man was of smallish frame for his people, although next to the average human he would have appeared large. Broad muscular shoulders hung low, burdened by the weight of his father’s cloak. His head hung even lower with the weight of his father’s crown. Continue reading “Earth Union Academy: Prologue”