GlobalChaos154

    Desolation. Ruin. Loss.    "It stops here.." The lanky man gazed at his adversary with an expressionless face, a cold face without any feeling of remorse left in the grey eyes of the Darkin. He was positioned in a large open cattle field, darkness surrounding them both as the crescent moon peered down on them.                                                        "That we can agree on." The adversary spoke with an almost poetic flow to his voice, smooth but commanding. "You've done enough damage in you're lifespan, as have I. Lets end it." The figure wore a slick white suit that seemed to match his silverish long hair perfectly. He sto

      “They say that the illusions of the mind come in many different forms. Whether the dark audible whispers in ones ear telling them to do a number of bizarre or even devious tasks. Or how about the almost perverse desire for something you crave to the point of mouth watering lunacy. These illusions follow you throughout your life much like your shadow follows you down the cracked pavement of your neighborhood sidewalk on a dry July day. That’s the problem after all, much like you cannot escape your shadow you cannot escape your mind. You need to mask those illusions so well that they’ll never see them, even when they exp