Stone of Wrath
Andre tried to look out over the city-state with the pride of a man that would soon rule this land. Spires of dark stone and cottages of brick and mortar meandered across the dips of the valley. Ash blown in from Mount Mordris during the active season carried glass and volcanic ash into the city, giving Galis its infamous crimson sunsets and glittering skies. The range of mountains and volcanoes made his land beautiful, but it barred the Kingdom from the rest of the world for most of the year. And no matter the season, the few existing passes were considered too treacherous for a Duke’s son.
Anyways... bare bones for the first chapter. There's lots more to work with and I guess you'll see what I've cooked up on Saturday :) Enjoy your day!