Shane Kirby

The Hobbled Knight

He shambled along the derelict cobblestone path, the two shadows escorting him bore the silhouette of his rusted armour, but none of its tainted odour. The twin moons, Osandor and Ralendor, were both full once every three years, and tonight their reunion turned even the most mundane surfaces into dim mirrors of their brightness, making it one long day, or Allday, as it had come to be known over the generations.