another short story

[weaverchilde]

Betrayal and Hubris

:: Written by: Weaverchilde ::

Honor- Scene 1

The alley was empty, save for the cloaked figure. He stood motionless at the edge of the lamplight's glowing cone. The wind whirled about creating small tornadoes of debris and the night was a starless void of black.

"I feel you there," the man's deep resonate voice carried the

Comments

[cayros]

Nice work man. Silly Irkanian Magus... trust not the Fem Di'roth

Hoping to get involved

[anonymous]

Hey - I am really delighted to find this. cool job!