The tower of Abud-Gur was shunned by locals with good reason. Perched high on a pinnacle of rock, locals could observe strange flashes of light emanating from it on many a night. None knew the purpose, but all knew that great evil was at work.
She was no longer certain of her own reality. She only knew that the demon was real. But then, was it a physical foe or exist only in her mind...
'I shall endure. I shall endure. There is no option to fail.'
It was a mantra that she repeated over and over. She was single minded now in her quest. She could feel the heat of the demon. She was close. For her entire life she had sought the beast that had ate the souls of her family before her very eyes and left her. Mocking her. Laughed at her. Humiliated her.
The city of Dul-Raya had a new problem. No one complained about the pigeons anymore....
It just wasn't the same. In the golden age of Dul-Raya there was sunshine, there were fountains and the sound of children playing in the sun. But now it is so very different. A shadow hangs over everything and whereas the pigeons of yore were often just a nuisance it was nothing compared to this new breed of pigeon.
From the fires of darkness was she born to bring chaos and destruction to the world...
I sit here upon the edge of the world and watch it burn. I feel the pain, the suffering. I feel the anger and the fear. All these negative emotions are life blood to me. I breath in deeply. This is such a delicious treat.
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