Artillery over the Breakers

The upper battlements of Morven Keep exploded into flame and thunder. From the four concealed casemates carved into the sheer basalt face of the eastern cliff, the heavy coastal artillery rifles roared in devastating unison. Massive plumes of orange fire and white cordite smoke burst from the gun embrasures, illuminating the falling snow in apocalyptic strobes of light. The first salvo of sixty-pound high-explosive shells screamed through the blizzard, traversing…