The air was still and the world was crashing down. The sky was shattered like an old pane of glass. The cracks were depicted by the lifeless trees. Their graven limbs appeared as the winding breaks in the steadily solid white sky.
Dragon Hunters by Findara McAvinchey (Fantasy Art Watch)
The black lights danced in my eyes as I looked at the battle, the sickly sweet smell of blood rushed into my nose and made me dizzy. A whistling noise sounded behind me. I turned to see a black arrow whiz past me and hit an invader in the heart.