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Date Posted: 16:56:12 02/01/00 Tue
Author: Sir Dragzfuth
Subject: Dawn of revenge...

Leaving the cottage, I've ridden Silver swiftly towards the castle of Canaday. Some words still
ringed through my head, some thoughts still lay there. But this was no time for idle thinking...
This was time for revenge...


Magan's eyes shone with wild fire as his horse carried him through the paths of the dark forest.
Night was slowly moving into morning, yet forest stayed pitch black for the time being.
Passing a cave, a strange figure crossed the riders path...


Silver suddenly stopped as in panic, almost throwing me off... trying to handle him, my eyes turned
towards what frightned the horse.
A black hooded figure, too dark for me to be able to distinguish anything about it with bare eyes,
stood there perfectly still. Tileraas did not speak to me, but still, my vision shifted.
The figure remained a clouded haze of black though, sending cold chills through my spine.

"Who...what are you...", I spoke, regaining my sense, as Silver stopped standing up on his back
two legs in panick.

A voice that seemed to speak with ancience of eternity echoed back in reply,
"I believe you already know that, Sir Knight."

Realization came upon me, and I understood the chills now. But somewhat, they have subsided by this
revelation alone. Calm darkness of cold anger shifted through my mind again.
"Why show yourself ... to me? Are you here for me?"
My voice became lower...

"No... not my dealing... yet..."
It replied, words sounding the same timeless monotone terror.

"What then? You just here to delay me?", I sheated the sword that glimmered brilliantly,
as if my own rage flown through it's light.
"If need be I will fight you as well..."

"Mortals...", word showing no emotion came back, yet something about it carried a tone of mockery.
"Mortals... demons.. you all are alike..."
Figure turned its hooded head ever so slightly, revealing a short glimmer of blue...
"Love... revenge... I can see why Risper finds you all so amusing at times..."

"Answer my question!", I demanded, as my voice echoed through the forest in a thundering threat.
"This was not my voice" I could feel myself thinking but the next moment that thought was
gone.

A bony finger reached out of the hood pointing at me and the sword.
"Power you wield. I was intrigued...
This one was not controlled by Von Risper. yet..."
It moved down the hand again.

I felt a coarse of power through my mind, or perhaps it was just anger fueling my thoughts.
Forcing Silver to move closer, I pointed the sword at the hood.
My voice sounded thundering low again, but this time I felt nothing strange about it.
"When you see him, let him know that he's next in line after I'm done with Lord Justin!"

If death could laugh, I could have sworn that's what I heard.
"Risper did his job very well..."
Extending a finger again, it pushed the sword away slowly.
"But my work is done here."
The hooded figure turned and walked away, fading into the dark of the night.
"WAIT, what do you mean about Risper?", my voice faded back to normal as I yelled.

Response came from the opposite direction though. A riders gallop approached fast from my back.
Turning around I could see the night practically shifted into daylight already, yet just moments
ago I remembered pitch darknes... how long did this conversation take?
A horse burst out of the trees, with a female rider mounting it.
Relieved, I recognized the charming features of her ladyship Arelle Dolomite...

Continued...

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