Microprose: Rise

I survey the hallowed grounds.

The many graves mark the locations of those resting in peace. I am here to disturb their peaceful slumber. I make a cut on my left thumb with a knife, and let my blood drip onto the holy grounds. I hold out my bleeding hand.

“RISE!”

The spell works, my undead army stands before me.

The world will fall…


Word Count: 64

Written for YeahWrite #395 Microprose Challenge

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