As a shadow lay upon the ground, a deeper darkness resenated in Transillvania. A sunken sheep's skull lay on the ground, drained of blood as a dark, hooded figure walked across the newly deserted land. Very few people had the gusto to deprive this dark creature of his feast, and thus the figure continued along the dirt road...towards the great castle up the mountain that harbored so much evil.
Lang188 · Mon Oct 08, 2007 @ 01:58am · 0 Comments |