/\/\/\/\/\/\ Reflections in dark /\/\/\/\/\/\
Darkness have taken over the hall where he is sitting. This dark figure holds still silently staring in the darkness. Tired eyes of this old warrior are parely open as he leans to hes throne. He is wearing an armour that is almost as dark as the hall he is at. This dark armour reflects light of moon, which is cast trought only window in room. Figure sits and holds still just staring and staring at darkness, not moving an inch. It looks almost like he would be lifeless, you can parely see him breathing.
Suddenly dark clouds blackken the sky and reflections of armor stop, at this moment in dark hall heavy sigh can be heard. Sightning echoes trought the halls and makes its way to every dark corner in this lights forsaken tower. As the clouds move aside they reveal more features of this warrior. Strong looking man in almost completely black armor is staring now at marble floor. In hes hand he is holding a blood covered sword which edge rests partly on floor.
Candles that were moment ago unlightened start slowly glow and then here and there comes a flame alive. Soon all candles in hall are burning brightly. Dark figure smirks with a dark tone of voice he owns. This sudden act of magic seems to amuse him on some level. Warrior in black armor starts speak: “I know what darkness holds I dont need a light to guide me on my jorneys”. For a moment its completely silent, but there comes a answer from a woman: “Light can be made slave for our cause”. Warrior keeps thoughts as hes own and is silent. A pale beatifull woman steps to light from shadows which candles now cast. For an moment warrior stares at her and small wicked smile creeps to hes lips. “Why are you awake Malekith, what conserns you?” woman sayes. Malekith rises from throne and starts walking towards the paleskinned woman. While passing by her, he offers hes hand to her. She graps it and Malekith leads hes mother, Morathi to balcony.
Hand in hand there they stand two dark figures. Malekith speaks with very low volume to Morathi same time casting hes eyes trought the lands. “We only dont fight a light, but also the darkness”after saying this Malekith turns hes face towards Morathi. “We never can take back Ulthuan if we have to keep splitting our forces”. Morathi gives Malekith a bit wickened grin and whispers: “My son watch towers will hold...and tomorrow Ulthuan will be ours”. Malekith smiles again as he is amused of her words. Morathi walks inside, but Malekith stayes at balcony.
Malekith whispers to himself: “I hope your foolish fate wont consume us all and Ulthuan will be mine...not ours.” At the very same time all the candless behind Malekith are extinguished same time. And again tower is consumed by darkness.
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FB: Reflections in dark
FB: Reflections in dark
Viimeksi muokannut Korppi, Ma 30.12.2002 16:54. Yhteensä muokattu 1 kertaa.
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