| Subject: Sunbane |
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Dru'Riden
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Date Posted: 07:47:28 02/01/03 Sat
Staring intently at the sharpening violet hues within the cloud shrouded sky, his keen eyes marking each change in the spectrum, no matter how insignificant. As the stars winked out of existance, in homage of their work of lighting the way for mortals..and slowly drifting to their sweet silent slumber within the heavens, Ceallac waited atop the bluff...staring so intensely as if this was his last dawn..his last glimpse of the beauty of the cycle...
" Sunbane, show these fools the meaning of fear...let them feel love only for the despair, piercing them like a arrow. Sunbane, let them slay mother and father and kin, husband wife and child, to let them survive. Show them corruption in it's true form of malice and despite. " he sneered..and the sun came over the horizon...
It was covered in green ichor. The green of leporsy, of bile...of putrid rotting flesh, as symbol of disease instead of the lifegiver so thought of the once golden orb. As the sun continued its climb, the first shard of light hit the earth...
The effect was startling as he Ceallac roared out his mirth, as the temperature doubled, nay almost tripled in heat, waves of the stuff roaring across the world as the light continued to widen its dangerous eye. The screams of animals as they are suddenly assaulted by thousands of scores of insects, some as large as dragonflies, as they ranged about, slaughtering those who have trambled them since the dawn of time...
The dead quickly rotted, turing to a thick sludge...as did tree..flower...slowly at first..then more rapidly with celerity as if the world cut off all source of energy for its beloved blanket of emerald.
The Corruption of Sun.
He laughed, seemingly untouched by both insect and heat, his eyes burning briefly that of vitoril, seeing the many plagues and diseases that would spawn in this cess pool that was all the world now...as the Sun's reach furthered...who could escape it's mighty arm?
He waited, his wings folded across his chest,a dual image to his arms, neatly folded upon themselves as he smirked, each gesture givin off the pleasure of the sight, the rape of the earth....and he waited..he knew the heroes of this place would come...he made arrangements for such devices.
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