Satan's Dance: Mastery In The Cards
- LETTURE 119
- Voti 16
- Parti 25
"Stab, Twist, Kill."
I have been trained to do the words above without hesitation. What am I? I am an assassin. My stance in Dylatia has taught everything I know, from a simple, yet deadly kick, to more than a hundred ways to stab someone, and decimate them in seconds. I thought I knew everything, until HE appeared: "Darkfyre." Cold, sarcastic, and tough. The epitome of a quintessential assassin. His skills are impeccable, and his personality a mystery; no one would have suspected him of having a thrilling life, or at least I thought so until everything changed. They are now chasing us, hunting us down, and all we can do is run, and protect ourselves, while fighting to recover the freedom they dared wrench from us. We are few who are still loyal to each other, but to be realistic, no one can be trusted, not even our closest friends... not even Darkfyre.
The way out of this quandary, is still a uncertain, and I fear I'm actually encased inside an endless game where I'm meant to lose my sanity and eventually die, but for now, I'm not giving up, I'm not giving them what they want, and I'm going to fight my way out, even if it means perishing in the process. I am Lilith Grey, and this is just the beginning, of my story.
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