"Close the gates!!
"Close the f*****g gates!!
It was the watcher on the high towers screaming.
"Ring the bells! Ring the bells; they are coming! His voice was so loud.
There was confusion and fear as the bellman stared, making his way to the high tower. The drunk fool was using himself at a nearby gutter; he reeked of alcohol.
He climbed to the tower of the bell and started ringing it.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell jingled, and the noise woke up the whole village.
"What is happening? What is going on? The people began to whisper to themselves.
It was very early in the morning. The morning dew was still pouring like snow, and the cold breeze blew. The c***s were yet to crow, and the kingdom of Decreash was still fast asleep.
"War! War!
The watchman screamed as he looked ahead
