

Prologue: The Dark ThingsPrologue: The Dark ThingsPrologue: The Dark Things
Before we begin our tale, some things must be told. There are as many stories as there are stars in the sky, and stories take place in a variety of lands and worlds and places. This story takes place on a world that is familiar and yet so very different, and to understand the story you must first understand what makes it so different.
The Dark Things have always been there-living in the shadows and hiding in the closets of frightened children. Lurking but never attacking-feeding off of emotion and fear and nothingness. Because most dark things are not powerful enough to face a hu


Final BattleHe stood to face the man who ruined his life. This was their third fight; and this would be their final fight. He lifted his blade up, feeling his muscles groan under its weight-this was a feeling he had never felt before. Usually the weapon was as light as a feather to him. He rushed at his opponent-the mans spear easily parrying his thrust, throwing him backwards. His body hit the wall hard, collapsing as he hit the stone. And yet-he didnt feel anger rushing up in his head. No roars calling for revenge or blood. He just saw her face-the face he saw when he looked at his son. The face that was taken away from him by this man-thisFinal Battle


Around the Fire The older man sat by the fire, the fringes of his dark hair illuminated with the orange glow. His eyes looked over at the group sitting around the blaze, eyeing each and every one. Auric was still in the hut, bandaged, and asleep. You all know who I am, I suppose. Then allow me to tell the true story of my life. Not the sickly sweet coated lies youve been fed about me. I am not hero, no white lion. I am no better than a simple soldier.He placed a stick in the fire, the heat raising slightly, the light illuminating his face more and he began. Around the Fire
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Yoink!
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Why didn't my Deviant Art tell me of comments!? D=
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...yeah.
Still alive. XD;
Later.
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You need to get out around DA and start looking at some of the good pictures.
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~WT
*waves flags and jumps into a lake*
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~WT
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~I can't protect you without holding a sword
I can't embrace you while holding a sword~
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