{"sf1_id":342029,"sf2_id":"yndxWL2n","title":"Title unknown","author":"Amareas","words":146,"posted_at":"2012-02-18T05:53:00.000Z","tags":["Ice","Music","Power"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/342029-title-unknown","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/yndxWL2n","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=342029\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"First attempt at writing...I have written more, but I'm unsure how I feel about it just yet.","content":"Ice cold wind scorched my face, looking out over the balcony of the castle. A gentle tune playing in my mind_I wasn't always this way, I once stood in this very spot dreaming of life and its wonders, now do I seek to destroy it?_\u0026nbsp;Footsteps drew me out of my thoughts and I glanced behind me. \"Yes?\" The soldier glanced at the ground fear and shame in his face. _Good, he should be fearful._\"Begging your pardon Madame, the king wishes to have an audience\" The soldier bowed low and scuttled away. As tempted as I was to put a knife in his back for his shame of being afraid of a woman, I did not. Instead with the music in my mind beginning to beat faster, I walked into my rooms, donned my sword and grabbed my bow and its arrows. _The war begins with me._\n\n  \n  \n\n"}