The King in Scarlet Black

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳-𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘑𝘢𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘺 31𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘉𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘳 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘒𝘰𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘱𝘶𝘻𝘻𝘭𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 ...

This is another story building on ideas from my ongoing worldbuilding project. It's not so much a "regular" short story and more like what a first chapter could be - like an opening window into the themes of the main project. Does that make sense? What about you (if you're writing)? Do you write "opening windows"?

In any case, happy reading!