The Charge
The whole hill to be teeming with dark shapes spilling forth from the last shadows of night. A wedge of men and horses and long glinting spears following a single banner. Red and black on green. A rush of riders fanning out to each side, a thundering spearhead aimed at the exposed flank of Leon’s men, tender as a virgin’s thigh.
This is the most recent piece for Tegn, illustrating a key moment in the prologue I've been working on over at Patreon, so have a gander, and if you should be tickled, check out the Patreon!
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