You wake up in the entrance of a dungeon. Lifting your head, behind you all that can be seen is a shimmering portal seemingly made of glass waving back and forth across the crystalline surface. Seen through this portal is a homely village at peace one second, and the fiery ruins of a war field the next. Memory in tatters like the ravings of a mad man’s mind, you push yourself up onto your hands and knees before feeling a hot iron throb of pain filled agony go through your parched, bone dry body. Looking down from above it almost seems like you had been pushed out of that mysterious blue rimmed portal… _______________________________________________________________________________________________Welcome to my first true attempt at writing a short novel. I would like to claim the story as original as I feel there will be many parts of the actual story that are indeed original. But alas, I have read a great many novels on this wonderful site and others. They will in some way influence my writing. However! The greatest difference between this project of mine and others will be the way it is told! A small snippet of it can be gleamed from this hopefully interesting description I have made up above..Greeted by life, alone in death, till next do we meet.- Writersan