The Darkness. The Misery. The Hate. The Destruction. HE pushed through the Abyss. HE had come for revenge. Victory, would finally be HIS. No one could stop HIM this time. There was an opening, and HE would be the one to exit.
Far off in Mudwood Forest, Stregan Fester searched for more Frotigs under the mushrooms. He did not want to disappoint Master Phenhust again. The last time he failed to bring the right amount of specimens, Master Phenhust made him spend the night in the Hidia cage. It had taken him weeks to get the horrid Hidia faces out of his vision and dreams.
As the sun slowly creeped across the sky, Stregan became more and more frantic. Master Phenhus had required a minimum of 15 Frotigs, and he only had 5. The forest slowly darkened. Stregan started off on the direction of Stonecrest. He would rather face Master Phenhust than face whatever lurked in the now dark forest. However, he was too late. Little did he know, that staying in the forest until after dark had set off a series of events. If he would have looked behind him, he would have looked into the face of death. The abyss, was open.
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The Face Of Darkness (Out Of The Abyss Book: 1)
FantasyWhen HE arrives out of the abyss, Nahaten is suddenly thrown into an adventure of danger, magic, survival, and wit to save Crystal Field from HIS dark powers. Will Nahaten be able to make the right bets, bribe the right people, and say the right spe...
