Tell me a story, will you?
Darkness…
Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock
Darkness… everywhere…
Tick. Tock
All consuming
Tick. Tock.
All defiling.
Tick. Tock
All devouring.
Tick. Tock
He is the only other in this corrupted plane of his.
The only one, who could have wrought such catastrophic events upon the fruit of creation.
Tick. Tock
He is unmoving. He is unmovable.
Tick. Tock
He is the conqueror. The defiler. The devourer. The consumer.
Tick. Tock.
And I stand within his power, within his kingdom, within his plane… I stand covered in his sickly and twisted sense of love.
Tick. Tock.
His many eyes observe me despite their lack of move-
Tick. Tock.
…
…
…
…He just moved.
…
…
…
Well… shit.
To the two people that are going to read this, this is the first story that I'm writing, so please tell me what you think of it, and please try to offer some constructive criticism if possible. Stay tuned for I have a lot, and I mean A LOT planned for this (along with some other projects in the work).
Just a disclaimer, the first few chapters may not be that long, and I may not be updating that frequently.