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Asta's Horae: The Sacking and Pillaging

Shivering, shaking, blinking, I suddenly woke from deep sleep to a nightmare. Hearing terrifying cries, filling the night’s darkness with violent echoing chaos, I put my head under a pillow.

Arrows took the last breath away from the night watch and silenced the guards.

The silent northern blue-tattooed raiding Celts, skillfully scaling the hamlet’s wooded defences and breaching the defences, were now howling for blood. Swinging, flashing silver blades struck the heart of my community.

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Now, howling and screaming, the violators charged, kicking in doors, entering, and ending the lives of families stumbling from their last slumbering movements. Oozing blood flowing from the living signalled the end of their conscious existence. Final screams and gurgling from surprised gaping mouths signalled their ending. They had no chance.

The burning hamlet on Priory Hill sent flaming fingers upwards. Reflecting clouds lit up an image of bedlam and hell.

Grabbing my hands, with the tattooed raiders storming up the stairs, Leif and Magnus were lowering me out of the window, as the old world was ending. Capturing Gyda and dragging her away, they torched the wooden house and cremated the interned bodies....Viking History Saga Storytelling.

Eddy Jackson MBE