A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 334, Friday
November 30th, 2018
Chapter Five: Confusion
The killing field was vast, it could not be taken in by a singular field of vision.
Millions died in the assault, crushed and burned bodies suddenly frozen in the cold and dark of the battle’s aftermath.
It was the final sacrifice of the Imperial armies.
Tens of thousands of starships burst into flame and were suddenly extinguished in the vacuum of space. It was a spectacle of incredible beauty, of horror and terror.
It was over mere moments after it began.
The rebellious commanders were unnerved by the ease with which it all transpired, but when they looked to the figure in the high command who had plotted the assault, they understood their victory, because it was him, the Empire’s greatest General, the high priest, a figure of legend and worship who was handling the tactics.
It was done.
His participation absolved them all.
Their brethren would never return to this life. No aid was given to any who might have survived.
Their ships were systematically disabled, and they were left to drift in the ghostly lights of the Home-World
What remained of the fleet had no intention of preserving the old ways of the Empire, they viewed themselves as being on the cusp of a new order.
Their destiny was in their hands.
They were ready to bring the Gods down, to force answers from the Continuum, to have the truth, to bask in its cold light at all costs.
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