Windbourne Chronicle is a Guild Wars 2 fan fiction within the world of Tyria, following the chance and commitments of Gus as he ventures into an awareness he’ll never return from.
Here’s is an excerpt from an upcoming episode that is due to be posted:
Gus woke to the prickling of damp hay, a pang of pain from a stretched arm, and a double sounding of snoring. His eyes opened and he rose on the palms of his hands; a strand of hay poking into the gape of his mouth. He listened upwards until his palms ached under him.
Slowly moving the covering from his exit and easing out his legs, he kneeled and peeked over the outward edge of the cart. There, hunched over itself, with heads loose and mouths dripping saliva, was the loud sleeping of an ettin.
Beads of moisture flattered across his jawline as Gus met the cool morning’s mist that had settled upon the cart’s remaining planks. The wetness reformed and peeked over his up-facing chin, where it rolled freely down his neck. He immediately rubbed a shoulder into it.
Gus moved. Collecting the backpack, he kept it hung to his side as he looked around the ground at the fire and cart fragments, before stepping a path to avoid them. As his leave of the ettin lengthened, he could see the creature held a mace of wood and stone of irregular shape. Gus took hold of the nearest sturdy plank to him and crept further away.
Reaching the brow of a hill, Gus let his arms loosen; his sturdy plank dug into soil. He saw the slow bob of a pack bull carrying more than itself and being herded by someone just too far away to make out. Light started to begin its reign over the skies; an eagle prowled, and an ettin woke.
Dull thuds and crisp scraping brought Gus around. Three heads looked at each other.
“Huh?”, said one of them.
As the irregular mace lifted, Gus took a backward step and fell into a forward run down the hill’s side, taking a look back only as he steadied himself at its end. Nothing predatory chased him, only inquisitiveness and confusion stood at the hill’s top. And scratched an armpit.
You can read and follow the entire chronicles at it’s homepage: Windbourne Chronicle
