Trying to rewrite Fetlock Attempt 1 · 10:30pm Mar 29th, 2015
I felt my arm burn like wildfire as I stepped up the broken stone towards the tower over South Fetlock. The smell of smoke dug deep as I hurried up towards the fresh air over the castle. I clutched the banner in my right arm tight, not wanting to spill my blood on it. I let my left arm hang limply and occasionally brush the tightly fit stone bricks that walled off my climb.