Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160820182648/@comment-28358106-20160822020153

"Of course he is, you pompous fool.  We all are.  Even you!  You say you can feel it like a summer breeze, but I'd be willing to wager you're here because you can sense that blackness closing in around everything.  And yes, I know what it is.  I created it."

The g low on Lucida's arms fades and she drops them slightly, looking at Ibrahim. The lightning bolt inbhis hand wanes and almost disappears. "...What?  What do you mean, Papa?"