When
Karen Ison learns of the disappearance of her neighbors she searches for
answers. With the help of a stranger she soon embarks on a journey that will
lead her into a world of legend and magic.
Excerpt
from Demon In The Mist:
It was weakened by the old man and his magic. It new this magic well. The magic
that held them back from this realm for eons, keeping them from feeding upon
these hideous creations. It felt angered by the man's power against It. Demon
should be controlled by no one, not even the wretched gods that invaded and
took claim on their sacred darkness. It was abomination against the chaos to
allow these creatures life, with these foul sounds, smells and illuminations.
It did not want for this world. It wanted to be back with Its own malevolent
forces. It loathed this disconnected place, where the vibrations and light
burned, causing it pain. The darkness here in this world was not even equal to
the darkness of the true chaos. How it longed to be back in the solemn abyss
joined eternally in the void with Its on kind. It knew though that this place
forced the dark ones to exist in torment next to man's light. They were
abomination and demon demanded their blood. Would taste their flesh and devour
there life until the songs were vibrant no more. This was what It was driven to
do. The only connection It felt to this place, this realm of man was a destined
destruction. It craved it with the passion. It desired to return to the abyss.
It was hungry now. The old man had weakened It with his magic. Had caused it
pain. It needed to feed once more upon the fluid that ran through these things.
It was stronger until the old man sent it hurling back into the hills, forcing
it to disperse into the mist. It lost most of the energy It had acquired- now
It wanted -no-needed more so that It may fight this magic man, who was not of
natural man. Demon knew the smell of the old man. The old man was deity. Forged
from magic and light of the gods to rid demon from man's world. Deities held
back demon's from entering this realm and feeding on man. They were more of
abomination than man himself. Deity had magic of gods. It wanted to feed on
deity as well.
It knew the deity's energy would be enough to allow demons to break the
mystical barrier and devour this putrid world with it's songs and smells.
Things that created a eternal pain and contempt throughout the darkness. The
darkness had came first and was the true form of everything. Then gods came
with their light and magic beating back the dark. Caging demon against a veil
of insufferable sounds, that taunted the dark with things of man.
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