They came by night

Microdosing - 50mg of a Watcher

Dead of night, she watched the dragon ships nose silently into the estuary, thinking of the carnage the sea wolves would wreak, thinking of Wiglaf the new village headman, his massacre of her father the old one, his sons, Wiglaf’s bloody hands.

She lit the beacon to guide her avengers.

First time doing this on Substack. Thank you to

Miguel S.

for the prompt! This is a reduction of a longer story.