The Lonely Mountain Part II

“Ugh, we’ve been walking for hours.  Can’t we take a break?” asked Lyn.  The four apprentices were retracing the course of the lava flow in hopes of finding a point that they could cross over to its far side.

“Alright,” consented Loziras as he looked about at their surroundings.  Towering about them were the mighty mountains of the Southern barrier, a small thin chain that sat on the eastern flank of the Dividing Wall.

“Any clue where we are?” asked Credance.

The Lonely Mountain Part I

“UNDER THE RAIN OF A THOUSAND FLAMES
WE FACE THE REAL PAIN FALLING IN VAIN
WHILE THE DARK ANGEL SCREAMS FOR VENGEANCE
IN THE DEAD SHADOW OF FALLING STARS”

“Rain of a Thousand Flames” by Rhapsody of Fire