Literature
Beginning
Something metal brushed my hand, bringing my consciousness back to my body. I sat up slowly, rubble falling from my back and dust drifting from my hair. Blinking slowly, rubbing grit from my eyes, I glance round me. It was ruined. Everything was ruined. My new world, my new reign, my new beginning. It had all turned to dust. I couldn't help it, panic took over. There was nothing now, no one to turn to. I was alone with a world of ash. I had been alone before, but not like this. Never like this. Something moved next to me, slabs of stone rising up before splitting with a loud crash. Metal clinked, some tinkling to the ground. There was a sound