Description
The person dragged the young elf out into the cavern and tossed him onto the darkened street. From a distant light, probably from the fire he started, Elsas noticed that the scrawny arms and legs he noticed almost looked like bones. The figure uttered a command, "Leave my city or you will have more to worry about than a turret." He turned around and stepped back into the dark building he held Elsas in. "Thus begins the story of elf vs. machine, slave vs. slaver, secrets lost vs. the new world and me vs. Bones dwindling resolve to ignore what I say." "Just start the story already M.I.C.K." This is not finished nor ready for the public. You, the reader, are allowed to read this though, any help is appreciated. credit for assistance in this project goes to: @Shruti_read for making the ridiculously awesome cover @SagebrushSun for being the go to primer decision maker/maker of extra ideas
Prologue
