Scorn - Eclipsing Sartoraaus

Stella 2 from the musical saga, by Sartoraaus

Titans and demons clashed with Nephilim giants and their allies. Ancient and modern weapons met in a storm of steel and fire. The earth quaked, and blood stained the fields. Yet the giants, unwavering and resolute, stood firm, their courage a beacon against the scorn of their enemies who out numbered them, 20 to 1.

Magnus struggles to survive as he quickly adapts his art of war to this new landscape; the giants, obviously, sent to protect him,

“An asylum of strife holds me hostage; the seed of spoil sprouts with(in) the heart of regret! Meditate thy many moods with an unsacred justice! Seize the night with the art of light! The blue flame of woe! Seize the night with the art of light! Crystallizes omnipotent mortal ills! And her blood soaked Razor’s smile…Betrayal begets betrayal; enflamed within a swarm of storms! Feeding the ashes with piles of poetry! Which lies perfectly still!”

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