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Post by Insidius on Oct 24, 2006 22:19:32 GMT -7
Something I had written when Chaos was granted the return of two of his finest warriors, Lewd and DigMeUp.
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The day dawned dreary and cold. The sky as grey as the mottled flesh of the ranks of the undead that had started to permeate the land of Shade. The cadre of Chaos’ minions grew restless for it had been far too long since the second of the tasks required for the unleashing of their master had occurred. Surely by now the Gates of Hell should have been thrown wide. While never doubting their leaders or their choice of paths to follow, they grew increasingly frustrated with the pace of the effort to consecrate Chaos' reign upon the land of Shade. Some vented their impatience by lashing out at their brothers and sisters in unnatural ways. The future was looking bitterly dispiriting for those disciples of the invisible master.
However, deep in the bowels of the land of Shade and in the hearts of those dark souls, there stirred, dare I utter the phrase, a hope? Word spread through the ranks of the undead and lich like the wildfire it was. “They have returned! Surely the defenses of the Gate shall be penetrated and our Master released from his unjust imprisonment! Chaos’ servants shall glory in this day, for Lewd and Dig have returned from exile.”
And somewhere an evil grin crossed the visage of the Master of the Unliving.
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