Beyond the Walls by Games Workshop LTD

Author:Games Workshop LTD
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Games Workshop LTD
Published: 2018-02-13T14:35:23+00:00

Starsday, 31st of Azyr’s Gleaming, City of Heldelium, Crowswatch Barracks

They’re not coming back. No sign of them. No sign of the dead. Sigmar, what do we do now?

Riots in the streets. The Brothers of Repentance are leading the mob, rooting out repatriates. They say they ‘lived too long in the cursed lands’. They claim by burning them, we will appease Sigmar and he will return his gaze to our city, his protection to our walls. I believe they are murderers, that it is their madness that will damn us, not the outwilders. But the people are angry and scared. The wells have dried up. More rats have come, eating the homeless in the alleys. The Purewater has turned black.

Sigmar, forgive and preserve us. The Garrison regiments are taking to the streets today. We shan’t be fighting the dead, but the living. This has to stop.

Voidsday, 2nd of Golden Harvests, City of Heldelium, Crowswatch Barracks

Heldelium is dying. We are dying. We bested the Brothers of Repentance, but the mobs broke through at Hangman’s Wall and Hawkswatch Tower. The dead lie in the streets where they fell. Too many to move or bury. Sergeant Doskin, Varnil, McKeed – all dead. The living run mad, or take their own lives rather than wait for the dead to march through the gates.

Still they haven’t come.

Why haven’t they come?

It’s the waiting that killed us. The fear. I decided not to wait any longer. I got my things and went to Glimmer Way to rescue Gyseyl, by force if I had to. She wasn’t there. None of them were. The houses stood empty, the guards lay dead. The priests too.

Where did you go?

What about me?

Nothing to do now, no officers, no plan. I’m the last one in my barracks. I don’t know where they went, either. Everyone has left me. I’ll bar the gate, sleep, then I’ll plan my next move. Gyseyl, I’ll find you.

Cometsday, 2nd of Golden Harvests, City of Heldelium, Crowswatch Barracks

They came at last, overnight, while I slept. Not the dead. We are the dead, now. We hollowed out our city, made our own nightmares real.

Skaven. Thousands of them, must be. I hear them outside, scurrying, screeching, chittering at each other, turning terrible weapons on anyone they see.

I will do my duty. I have cast aside my cudgel, found my fine sword. I’m going to fight.

If you read this. If anyone ever reads this. Sigmar abandoned us, and so did hope. Don’t linger here. Heldelium is cursed. We feared the dead so much that we became them, and now our city’s corpse is fit for naught but the rats…

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