Ok guys here,s what i have so far. Please critique my style and grammar. All comments are welcome.
Tonight the darkness would come with unusual haste. The days had been growing shorter and each night felt colder than the last. A lone watchman stood on the small balcony of his tower, taking in his surroundings as he tried to prepare himself for what he knew would soon take place. His post for the evening was no different to that of any other night, besides being positioned on the northern walls rather than his usual western post. As he stood there with his eyes fixed upon the horizon to the north, he could see it moving. Like a black flood the shadow rushed over the parched earth , sweeping the last fragments of sunlight from the dunes and gray skeletal trees that littered the landscape. A sharp fear came over him. Never had he seen it move with such speed. He quickly turned and dashed inside, violently shutting the heavy wooden door behind him. Frantically he grasped at one of the cold copper handles that were fixed to the wall and forced it downward. As it locked into place, the dim lights of the cramped room began to flicker, and a low groaning hum began to resonate from beneath the floor as a large generator buzzed and crackled with energy. It was now close enough to be heard, even over the whine of the generator as it spooled into life, shaking the room within which he had taken refuge. Shrill cries filled the air as night began to bear down upon the weathered walls. He stood fast before a large console at the rear of the room, his finger trembling as it hovered over a small black button for what seemed like an age.
“Please” he begged. His voice heavy and desperate, his eyes wide and tense. Finally, as though responding to his plea, a small, bright, red light at the base of the console began to flash, allowing his finger to finally fall upon the black button. As he pushed down, the world around him turned almost silent. A warm white light began to punch its way through the cracks in the walls and the space under the door and a powerful ringing filled his ears. For a brief moment a fragile hint of relief peaked through the daunted expression carved upon his face as he buried his head in his hands, shielding his eyes from the welcomed intensity of the light.