Red Moon


‘Red Moon’ by: Dominik Mayer


The moon is red with blood. It’s a happy omen. The Gods smile down on them tonight.

In their wake they leave a devestated city. The fire burns hot. The smoke glows orange with the coals.

The smell of roasting carcasses is heavy on the wind as they move on to the next city.

Desperate cries from captured chattle stir none of the Warrior’s souls. Freedom does exist for anyone. The delusion of which is more curse then blessing.

Most of the new slaves will be forced back to the homeland to work the salt mines and dig ore, or be house servants.

Some of the women will be lucky and get to pleasure the warriors until their bodies whither into uselessness.

Of the children, a few, will be raised up to wield shield and spear.

They will learn it’s an honor to die for the War God. They will learn this lesson well, or be sacrificed to the God of cowards to keep him away from battle.


Author: Bryan Aiello

I call NYC home and wish the subway went everywhere and Times Square didn't suck. I saw John Turturro once. Maybe it was him. He was wearing a yellow shirt and smiled at me like he knew I knew. I am an Army vet who writes. I like characters who want more then they deserve. I like genre fiction. I love space. I love paladins. One day I might write a paladin in space story. Just you wait. The university of South Florida spit me out with a degree in creative writing and I find myself questioning the sanity of going to a school that advertises a fake beach on its brochure ever since. I intuit grammar. I Got married in 2012 We had twins in 2015. I do a lot of cooking and dog walking and ranting about the unfairness of sentience. You can follow me on Twitter: @bryaiello Wattpad: My Subreddit: My Reddit profile: Like my work? Become a patron at:

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