Six Sentence Stories #28

In silence, I explored the lost tomb of King Scor. I was on the hunt for his fabled sword, with a blade forged from a dragon’s tooth. According to legend it was buried with him, among some of his other possessions. Guided by only the torch light, and a faded map I explored carefully. Noticing the odd pile of dust covered skulls, in the one corner of the room. I noticed some of the skulls had large cracks and pieces missing from them, making me believe there was a trap nearby.

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