My response to Sue Vincents photo prompt this week. It is an extract from the fantasy story I am working on. Earlier posts – Memory and Crown – are from the same story.

The border between the Fertilands and Doomlands was marked by a high wall of carefully balanced boulders. Over the decades, some boulders had become dislodged, leaving gaping holes through which the good folk of the Fertilands, caught glimpses of the mist strewn Doomlands. Lands where evil bred evil.

Scorabs and Stupors bred in the dark, filthy swamp areas, while the featureless deserts were patrolled by Trolls and Devels. Even some of the less intelligent humans, driven by greed and ignorance of wrong, sought refuge in the Doomlands. Here they joined the marauding Misfits in their ventures into the Fertilands, to plunder the homes, businesses and mines of the good folk.

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