Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20181211225019/@comment-30014014-20181222024900

Images fly gracefully across the room, the man in the wall since long reeling his hand from Prad.

''The darkest of night featuring silhouettes standing among the streets. Some are average and plentuful. Their counterparts remain slender, and as numerous. Others are bulky, however. Other are horned. Some more bear an extra appendage.All stand outside a domain.''

''A domain seeing Prad straddled by a jagged beast, hands on his laryn-/-sredluohs. Conflicting images that flicker in conflict, the darker one easily dominating. Words of violence-/-ecnarussaer.''

"Sam. Sam. Sam.-/-!!maS !?maS ?maS"

''His hands, powerless. His life, slipping by the minute.''

"Sam...-/-!!!ymmaS...ymmaS"

''The thought of a man peering through a wall comes to the dying young man. The entity, invisible to the bovine reaping the life off the bed ridden man, sitting by the counter.''

"You poor young man...fated to die under this creature's excess..."

He leans close, making little of the feral beast now turned to another method, bone-cracking hooks following the other on his shattering face-/-rewsna na gnikees ,skeehc sih no sserp dekcinap a.

"What would you give away for another day in this waking world?..."