Noxis á Morte’s First New Year’s Eve
The deep crack of a large piece of earth rolling against the stony shores split the night. None of the people in the town could hear the death rattle of the old castle over the thundering fireworks lighting up the night sky. Cheer and chanting, counting down to one, were mixing with the roaring waves to create a volume neither could achieve alone. The waves lapped gently against the shore, stated after consuming the falle...
