The Vast Unicorn

Author: ?Indifferent Smoke

Introduction:

Early morning. Sirius hangs alone in the northwest sky, not covered by dark clouds. The ground was quiet, except for the occasional sound of horses panting and treading the ground. There was an uneasiness and depression in the air. The last battle. War Saint Horus sat upright in the saddle, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, his eyes cold.