Category: Stories

An Eagle Still

I wasn’t homeless, but was hungry; my masters were cruel – inhuman, if you please. Powerful, invincible and at peace, that’s how you would describe me – I was an eagle afterall. Then came The Expedition, they were all gone by the time I became me again – the opposition won, squished my masters like a worm, but I was left, face to face with a good looking young man – he was the Prince.