Well it seems some one of whom I thought was something special and would never try to hurt me or betray me turned out to be some one against me. I told her my secrets thinking in wich I could trust her, that I could trust her words of faith. But it turns out that all her words of truth were not but words of falsehood. She'll see the day that'll never be that of what she's wish it to be. The hellish creatures she knows not about will come out from under the shadows to grasp her legs and drag her along the riggid and salted floor of the room of which she rests in, pulling her under the resting place. Then the screams would be broken to silence as the darkness consumes her, just a small echoless peep out from the resting point. Nothing to be heard from her again. Ended. Peace.
May the Gods punish those who deserve it and bless the rest.
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Name:Shadow.
Age:668-but appears to be 19-.
Sex:Male.
Occupation:AoD.
Weapons of choice:His Twin Swords of Death.
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Age:668-but appears to be 19-.
Sex:Male.
Occupation:AoD.
Weapons of choice:His Twin Swords of Death.
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