The battlefield was quiet. Only a handful of men were left to tell the tale. Kelly, a tall man, tanned skin and silver hair, leaned on his sword, which was stained a crimson red. Kelly has now been a knight for eight years now, and was soon to become a father. His wife was nine months pregnant and was soon to conceive. Slowly, the four men rose to their feet, and started walking back to they're town, they're home, and the only place left for them. Silence could never have been so eloquently described, the way these men acted on it. You could hear a needle drop, if the ground was hard enough. As the men reached the top of the hill, they could see their town, Kidlen.