The beginning of the End.

[HedgeHug 2049]

 

 

Whispers.... silent whispers...

 

A looming sense of ominous dread as the dark tongue is spoken. A creature, no... a Spirit – a duality of faces. For hope and hopelessness might stand apart yet are forever bound together in an endless cycle. 

 

Crawling.... oh quiet...

 

Through undergrowth of a now dark grove as nightfall fell upon the Spiritual Plane. It’s Lord lurking around the center pool, to which the small creeks stream flows upwards. Defying the mortal laws of gravity in this absurd and odd place.

 

Lurking.... with a smirk...

 

As the Spirit approaches the center pool and dips it’s clawed hand asunder. Drawing in shadows that float around – circling around His hand.

 

One such shadow, a wicked and twisted creature of blackened mist, is pulled from the waters and stands upright – two bright white eyes peering down at its hunched Master. Lord of Hope and New Beginnings.

 

The silence broken.... with the flick of His wrist...

 

And the shadow is sent wayward. Flying off – ascending into the Plane of Mortals … to a very specific target.

 

The Spirit Lord stands up and peers down at the waters in the night. Mumbling to himself in mild amusement – in the crooked crackling tongue of Old Blah.

 

 

“Do you really think I wouldn’t remember?”

 

And at that very moment, the voice of the Spirit echoes through the mind of the targeted mortal. The poor soul.

 

This first Nightmare shall be the beginning...

 

Of his end.

[Jakraes 51]

“What... Was that...” The elf thought to himself as soon as he heard the distant voice inside his head, not yet realizing the horrible mistake that he had done.

[Banned 347]

"Today is a good day to subjugate." a wandering dark shaman hums.

[Vermy 1484]

”Fekk...”  Horren ‘Rosebush’ Bogbelly mumbles, his spine shivering

[osumanduas 1442]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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