THIRD PERSON POV
A CURSE, A TERRIBLE CURSE.
Words plague Magnus's nightmare and occasionally after he decides to give up on his pledge and turn his back away from the people who believe in him continues to until he comes back to his senses and takes back what was originally his.
“DIE!”
He jolted up and awake, dripping with sweat from his forehead and running to his bare chest and seemingly pale skin for the night. Topless, but not cold even though the heavy storm is pouring outside with the occasional lightning and thunder that follows. His temperature and what he currently feels in his body is the boiling rage of having the nightmare of his past.
The plague that he couldn’t run away from and is cursed to torment him till the end of his time.
“Damn it!” he curses in a whisper af
