'That also has a steep drop off the far side of Home Sweet Hell' said my soulless guide as he pointed in the direction of the nearby screams.
I could see what resembled silhouettes or smeared shadows of something being thrown or tossed off the side of the tallest tower in sight.
There were so many falling at once the blur of any kind of outline in this smokey medieval lighting was impossible and began to strain my eyes.
'They're throwing bodies over the edge, a necessary task for the good of our home.' he continued as he watched me watching the horrific scene of what now was confirmed as bodies.
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Wow! An epic poem, Stone. Thanks for sharing