Tenebrae
As my darkness envelopes them, I whisper,
“God is light, in whom there is no darkness at all.
And this is the judgement, that the light has come into the world,
And we loved darness rather than light.”
I consume the souls they relinquish, letting the murmer of the black river fill the void left by these words.
Rhuen
Fear finds me at the foot of the bed on a narrow path. The lack of expression on his face frightens me, but draws me closer. Though we are indoors, the clatter down the hall does not echo. It seems to be absorbed by the same blackness that surrounds my path of vision. The nature [...]
