It tells the story of a years-long war between two families.
| Author | Language | Library | Discovery |
|---|---|---|---|
| Anonymous | Celtic | Hamburg | The Pulpit Rock |
The raid is coming to an end. We have blocked the route between the land and the sea, so they will never see a single trooper coming for rescue. And an ambush has also been set at Lake Mälaren.
After five years hiding in the darkness, we can finally chase the Rus away from our homeland.
We trapped the last warrior on the pulpit, with his blood flowing towards the foot of the cliff along the stone cracks. Ravens hovered in the sky, waiting for the long-delayed slaughter. The place will turn into their dining hall soon after we leave.The warrior was huffing, clinging onto an axe riddled with cracks as if it will disintegrate after the next swing.
There were dozens of us, but no one dared to make the first move, as the closer you are to victory, the stronger the fear of death becomes. The shield-maiden knocked on her shield, preparing to make her move. The Rus took a dagger from behind, cut slightly on his puffy eyelids, and looked around us with bright eyes free from swelling. With an inaudible murmur, the Rus stepped backwards.
He leaped backward, still staring at us until he was gone.
After that, the Commander sent multiple squads to search for the Rus, but none of them had any luck. The only thing found was smudged blood marks, and a large grey dog staring at us in the forest.
Every warrior on the pulpit that day said the same thing—that whenever the night falls,
they could find crimson eyes staring at them in the darkness...
| Keywords | Translated keywords |
|---|---|
| Lake Mälaren | Stockholm |
| Shield-maiden | Shield-wielding Female Warrior |
| Large Grey Dog | Norwegian Wolf |