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Date Posted: 20:01:40 03/01/04 Mon
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's message, "\|/All is lost among Ashes\|/" on 21:55:46 02/27/04 Fri
Sick cackles cut through the serene morning. A black star blooms before the beast, growing and taking a humanish shape. It cracks and thunders. Creatures run from the evil. The shadows reach forth to seize it. He has come. The Dark Master himself. Pale handsome features of Evil were stern yet there was a gloating look gleaming in his hawk like eyes, so black and cold that he could kill with a glance if he wanted too. The Dark one steps forward and pats the beast’s neck with a claw like hand. With speed of light, he was suddenly on the beasts back; whip in one hand and the other with nails dug into the side of the beast’s neck. Evil speaks, a slithering whisper like a snake, “At last…” Whip of iron was lowered, knowing the beast wouldn’t fight. No reason to harm him if he is cooperative.
Once proud form slumps under the weight of his master. Noble crown now lowered with defeat and shame. He doesn’t fight, doesn’t weep, and doesn’t flinch. “Your promise, Master?” Voice emitted weak and even fearful. So this is what it had come too…
“Oh yissss…” Claws are removed from his neck. He twirls his hand toward the area from which he had appeared. “Never fear my slave, your son is already free and roaming.” Sick laughter.
“My son…” He badly wanted to see him If only for a moment. Eternally was an awfully long time.
Dark Master grins once more, even the shadows try to leap from his wicked smile. With a wave of his hand… reins, chains, a heavy saddle of iron, a blanket of coarse goblin hair, bridle, bit and other heavy dressing of iron appear upon his mount. “That’s better.” He cackles then digs his heels into the beast’s side. “Home, beast!” A gateway appears before them. Pure darkness was ahead.
Takes one last glance upon the meadow. He sighs Beloved… and goes rigid as he releases his dark side. Hues of blood take over his once gentle sea green eyes. Smoke rose from his nostrils. Fire was in his deadly orbs. He gnashed his teeth upon the sharp bit, white foam formed at the corners of his mug. Blood red hooves were literally on fire and literally dripping with blood. The beast thrashed; reared; screamed; thundered; and went mad. His rider was in control but seemed to enjoy the beast’s madness. He ripped up the earth and screamed then finally charged wildly into the dark hole. It closes behind him, never allowing him to look back. The deed was done. No going back now. It was the end of Fire Cry and the beginning of the Dark Beast.
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