Not for the faint of heart.....
~*~The Witch King~*~
Indestructable, I stand as I have endured all ages, neither living nor dead but something far beyond your pitiful flesh, a parchment tent one small arrow can breech. What catapult can level the fortress of my blackness? Evil, you call me quivering at my iron feet you think yourself mighty but I will break you before the pale syllables can escape your lips like mice that flee at the faintest rumble. I tell you now, you know not what evil is. You only think you can name the Shadow. When I have claimed you and feasted on your futile beauty sucked the glory from your bones drunk your singing valor strung your tears into a chain and fettered your ashen soul to mine, you will tread in my steps stumbling and adoring happy to obey. You will hunt for me and fetch me shining beings who are as you once were and shall be as you are now then you will curl at my feet and lick my fingers after I fling you a scrap or two and kick you at my whim. You will spit and snarl at those fool enough to attempt your deliverance if such there be. Then you will fathom the true reach of my despair and glory in our oneness knowing that it will be for all eternity.
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