The collision of the worlds - Short story (Part VI)
I rode areas that seemed out of this world. I could see no indication of ravens or those eggs, dragon eggs as the magician claimed, everything was calm. Spooky calm. One night I camped by a huge rock to rest myself and my horse. We spent the last two nights awake, searching for the enemy. Not far from the rock, the land began to climb westward, becoming a mountain. She hid her gaze on that part of the expanse. That's why I decided to make an overnight stay here for this day.
The next day I woke up rested, with the first rays of sun. The whole side of that mountain was lit by that morning light. The face of the mountain was criss-crossed. They looked like scars. I got my gear ready and sigh. I soon realized that I would not be able to ride my horse, the land was becoming too steep.
In these cuts, each of them, on my way to the top of the mountain, I saw the remains of ice - the lakes. Small lakes of clear water. I filled a bottle with water from one of them, the one that was closest to the surface.
By noon I was on top, the air here was clear, thin. The view stretched for miles to the west. My eyes were drawn to the movement I noticed from the far northwestern part of the terrain I was observing. A great river of blackness moving. Soldiers. In the sky above them, the same black clouds. Ravens. They flew over their heads. Weapons swings. Birds grunt. The only sounds of phenomena that disturbed the peace of this expanse. I watched them until night fell. They moved slowly, which was because one thing. There are too many, too many of them. The vast river of people seemed unimpressed. As they approached a few miles from the mountain, I could clearly see their first battle lines. Armored infantry, with chelbards and flags. Like in some singing, long-written ballads. They traveled under full war gear. Although their front rows were so close to me, that river of people was still flowing and no end was seen.
Nowhere have I seen their reconnaissance units, or separate units of the army going the other way. I spent the night guarding their campfires. It will reach the foot of the mountain tomorrow by noon. I have to wait so I can see better. I was afraid of their numbers and discipline. They did not look from here, as if they were some oppressed people, nor as a people on the brink of survival. I do not remember the greater power that threatened our Empire. I have also become aware of how small is our military unit is relative to their military. It will be a quick death for all of us if the reinforcements do not arrive on time. It was the most restless night I have spent in my military life.
A new day will reveal a new truth.