Rolf Magnar was on his way home from one of the plots he worked when he heard hooves coming down the path. Stepping aside onto a verge he turned and saw a dark rider slowly come down the road towards him. It stopped and the rider leaned forward in the saddle with a pained expression.
The rider seemed to have difficulty speaking. It slumped awkwardly and red blood and gore flowed from its back. With and effort it spoke two words before toppling from the saddle.
"Spire...Beginsss..."
So this is what you get if you get a stupid phrase and scene from a movie stuck in your head. Even my loving girlfriend who regularly laughs at may bad puns told me this one wasn't as clever as I thought it was but I had to make it.