Tales of The Lost Citadel: A Fiction Anthology

The city is called Redoubt, and as far as anyone knows, it is the last. Seven decades ago, there were cities upon cities; kingdoms and nations, the remains of ancient empire. Cultures at war, cultures at trade. Humans, dwarves, elves, and others. Magic and monsters, rare but real. Regions of desolation, but also regions of plenty. So it was for millennia, until the world ended. Most call it the Fall, but whatever term a given people choose to use, it marked the point where everything changed. Nations crumbled. Races died. Magic sputtered. Nature sickened. The Dead woke.