Snippet #2389481

So it had began. Every omen, every sign had pointed to this, but Alber had desperately prayed this would not come to pass, and the culprit that would plant the seeds of chaos was the man he has spoken with not ten minutes before. He knew he felt something coming from the boy, but it now seemed this boy wouldn't play the role of this realms savior. This single act would send the dogs of the Queen to the streets. Innocent people would be executed and the city would be torn apart in her name, leaving the blame for this chaos on the head of the man riding the Griffin. Those that oppose the Queen will be labeled as monsters, not just by the Queen but the people as well. Alber only hoped he could find this "Father" before the knights did.

"It seems the he is not the one from the visions after all. Perhaps I should have known it would not have been this easy. War was coming anyway I suppose, I only hope the one from the visions makes and appearance soon. If not, the resistance is doomed."

Alber blew a puff of smoke into the air, and disappeared into the crowd, he would go to meet father. He hoped others would as well.