Raskhol

Chapter2: Aggression       - "Move, so I can see." sharply said Doron to one of his companions.            Young Orc looks at his leader just under his chin. He doesn't dare to look straight to his eyes. To him he represents something equally saint and scary. Sole word leader is never questioned, it's respected, every order is to be fulfilled. Humbly lowers his head and steps aside. This short silence sliced with heavy breathing was disrupted by violent scream of the crowd. With their bodies they formed a circle in the middle of the camp. Just two huge figures are staged in the middle of that ring taking all the attention of those gathere

Chapter 1: Fire            They were glancing at each other for quite some time now. The soft campfire light was creating a few pale shadows. What Gor saw in front of himself was distracting him from any kind of escape plan. From time to time he tried to close his eyes, but still could see that dark look. Those dark eyes. He shuddered each time. Squinting or looking felt the same. In a cage across, rolled up in the darkness of the shadow those eyes have been sitting and watching ever since the sun set down. It seemed as though he was trying to find a way to squeeze through two rows of rust etched bars, sever a piece of wooden floor, sharp e