Along the field of battle, two gigantic seas of humans faced each other. From the mighty citadel tower, made entirely of glass, the king of Yura watched as his army, to the right, began their charge down the hills of Unis toward the plains of battle. Their electric swords shone before them, casting orange light on the downward-sloping green grass.
To the right, up from the valleys beyond, the well-armored Arran army changed the plane with their green digi-lances furnished and shiny silicon armor flashing in the red-orange sunset. Those lowlands were dotted with tall trees.
Beautiful armies clashed.
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99 Words is a pet project I started in 2011 when at college. The idea was that I didn't have time for writing, but still had passing fancies, visions, plot ideas, and the like. Instead of tossing them to the wayside, I came up with a plan to turn those notes into little chunkules of text, each 99 words long. This is section is still updated.