Prologue

In the land of magic, and miracles, monsters, and madness, what is real and what is not?

    Prologue

They are always watching, waiting. Shadows in the distance,they are never seen coming. Nightmares stem from these creatures of the night. They are the reason all rational people fear the dark.

Souls darker than a moonless night, minds more twisted than that of a serial killer. Feasting upon the fear and flesh of their victims. Shrieks of pain are their melody of choice. Malicious black eyes will be your last sight. 

They appear out of nowhere. The glint of silver claws just before your skin is torn away. Your still beating heart ripped out of your chest, the last sensation ever felt. The soul is the last to go. Stolen from the body, then forced to wander aimlessly for eternity.

The worst part is, they are impossible to avoid.

Author's Note

I wrote this about three years ago. Sorry its so short

Reviews

[bablioe223]

It is fine. I like it so it doesn't matter if it is three years old. Please read my story Spell!