The Shadows Of Evil

The life Of A Fisherman

there was once a simpler time in life when everybody lived peacefully and there was no war and fighting or any beasts, goblins and the supernatural. This is what Shale thought all his life up until he was 17.

Shale was a fisherman like his father and like his fathers father. He had come from a generation of skilled fisherman going back since Egyptian times. He liked fishing but he always longed for a bit of adventure. He was worried though as he had never went out of his village before and was terrified of what was out there waiting for him. The village was a place he called home and he felt safe there.

He had always found it weird how even if he wanted to go out of the village it felt like there was a barrier stopping him from leaving. He knew he needed to face his fears and step out of the village so he snuck out when it was dark and started digging a hole underground. He thought if he couldnet bring himself to walk out the front gates he could dig hìs way out instead and besides there were 3 heavily armed guards with massive swords that would surely kill him if he tried to step out.