The One Who Sits The Shadow Throne shall not be in the shadow, but shall be the shadow. The shadow of Puria's holy light. The One who sits the shadow shall know the sorrow that the Light's people do not, and they will keep that sorrow at bay. The One Who Sits The Shadow Throne shall father no children, know no lover, hold no lands, shall hear no orders except that of the Light. Scath Dahkrin is a King of the Shadow Throne, and his only equal is the Queen who sits the Light. He is emotionless, or is he? He is as strong as iron, or is he? He is all that the Shadow embodies, or is he?
Note: This is a first draft that I conjured up in a whim over the past few days. So, please criticize it, constructively please, and comment what you think, and truly what you think. Regardless of if you think it is boring, interesting, good, or absolute puppy poop, I would love to know what this thing smells like to you. Roses, fresh and welcome? Or garbage, appalling and gag-worthy? I can't be a worthy critique of my own work, so any you can give me, that is constructive, would be amazing and I will love you for it. Though I should thank you enough for simply taking the time to read it through, if you do. So, thank you to you.