Excerpt Three

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It has grown weary of its devouring. Now it desires the hunt.

The chase of prey in distress, the quintessence of Light's wistful creation. It grasps for echoing veins which throw their scarlet lifeforce throughout their anatomy. Challenge is woefully seldom amongst the cataclysms surrounding the twisted throne, and the Lord Below hungers; not for flesh and blood, but for higher aspirations – the Life and Light within.

Fear should overtake those who survive to face Darkness. It is an unopposable opposition, an inconquerable conqueror. He Who Sits Upon The Twisted Throne has thrown every rightful being into the abyss, and the residents of our world are not far behind.

Fear should overtake those who serve Darkness. It is an unquenchable thirst, an unsatisfiable hunger, a deathful livelihood. Darkness winds its fronds around all who have ears. It invades the channels of the mind, and now, the whispers of Light remaining outside the reach of its dominance.

Fear should overtake the one who seeks to challenge Darkness. The one will find fairness only in exile.

- Excerpt from The Writ of Shadows

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