**Glares Silently** -- Accept the Lord of Darkness as your savior Allow the purity of evil to guide you

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Date Posted: 18:04:37 03/04/02 Mon
Author: Reaper
Author Host/IP: spider-tp032.proxy.aol.com / 152.163.204.187
Subject: **Glares Silently**
In reply to: Fire Light 's message, "Looks towards the Lord and Lady, then follows out" on 08:32:31 03/03/02 Sun

**The Lord of Darkness glares silently at the retreating forms of the Light Ones. I should have let the Creatures have their ways with the whole lot of them. The Reaper thinks grimly. He hated himself for allowing them to stay...and now regretted letting the youth go. She belonged here...with himself and his mate....but than her mother's spirit was much too strong to make her a good minon anyway. Snorting with discontempt the burly masc stalks off towards Claret. Whickering softly to femmora the he drops dial slightly...bumping her haunches with tapered muzzle. ** What's wrong mi'love...something troubling you? **Brute moves to stand abreast femminess...resting weary visage 'gainst her neck. These past few days he had had no time to rest nor send his minions on a hunt for souls...with his brother's troubles...the invasion of his home by the three females...the recent resurfacing of an old ally and friend who he thought long dead...he was growing steadily weaker from lack of his restorative Darkside sleep. Sure a nap here and there but no deep sleep to restore himself or his powers...even mind speech was becoming a bit difficult...and when that happened he knew he was growing weak...but still he pressed forward...never once faltering...at least not yet. Stifling a yawn the Dark Lord shifts his weight and readjusts his head in a more comfortable position. **

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Replies:

.soft sigh. -- Claret, 15:06:23 03/05/02 Tue
- **Sigh** -- Reaper, 17:44:53 03/08/02 Fri
  - .nods. -- Claret, 17:56:49 03/08/02 Fri
    - **Awakens** -- Reaper, 16:52:21 03/12/02 Tue