Varadgrim

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K. Fink

'...tendrils of energy pounced on the figure like live things in attack, fusing onto it, causing it to stagger backward...the figure shrugged off the magic and forged ahead, passing between the obelisks. The ward stones shattered. The white bolts of energy sputtered out and evaportated, and the figure vanished like a shadow in the night.'And then there was nothing... 'The dread that once inhabited the clearing now advanced on Karigan. It moved toward her like a great inescapable wall and surrounded her. Her screams came out only as whimpers.'A figure emerged from shadow and paused before her. It was made out of the night, and only the black dusty rags it had been buried in gave it a man's shape...An iron crown of twisted branches gleamed on it's brow. It lifted its arm and pointed at Karigan with a bone thin finger. The gesture was like a lance trust into her chest and she stumbled backward.''Galadheon.' the figure's voice rasped out of nothing, clung to her, wrapped her throat in cold fingers.'Betrayer.'' From Kristen Britain's First Rider's Call, drawn in pencil


Published More than a year ago

Category Horror



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