Darkness Returns I sit upon my throne of thorns. Sad and alone. Nothing but the voices in my head to keep me company. Thoughts of blood and list returning to the fore-front. Something dark has been distrubed. Long thought banished it will return with mighty vengeance. But for now it is calm, just like before a storm. In my mind and black heart it sits, but it won't be there long. Then we shall all pay. Again.
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