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Subject: <^><^>---w---w---| The Evil will destroy you...|---w---w---<^><^> Author: Thee Sin [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:18:26 05/05/01 Sat Silent ebony shadow slinks through the treees, sliding about each dirt-hued trunk, using the flora to shroud his dark soul, his hate-filled heart. He was a creature of the night, the one beast who could stir up an army when Evil was supposably gone forever. Dark glare pierces through the curtain of ebon that hide him so well, the murky depths that fitted about his form, caressing his thick pelt, his warrior body. He was a beast, a terror, a demon. Muscles rippled beneath his obsidian skin as he stood, pulling the coat taught. Thick tresses spill across dark orbs, hiding the evil, the anger, the hatred, the pure disgust he had as his eyes lay upon the doven figure. His mouth filled with the most ugly taste as he allowed himself to look over her form, memorizing her muscles, her flesh, all her pretty bones that he would tear apart in the end. He would have such fun putting her through a living hell, which, being the creature he was, he could do literally. She was such a fool to try and evade him. He would get her in the end. And then the word would bow to him. He might overthrow Satan himself. The though caused a thick evil grin to caress his ebon lips, adding another touch of an ugly beauty to his figure. He was handsome, just dripping with posion. His gaze alone dared any to attempt to come near him. With a heavy toss of his thick tail, he was off, knowing that the Cursed Grounds were his home, an area for him to produce his army, to build his troops. It wouldn't be long before he had the upper hand. He merely needed half as many troops as that mare could produce. Evils were so much stronger. He supressed a chuckle as he slunk through the obsidian trees, once more being taken into their embrace, to be savored as he would never stay forever. He would one day tear himself from all that was familiar, heading into the depths of Hell. But until that day, he must fight. And fight he would. Fight and win. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]