LoreithianChronicles

As I live and breath your darkness, I am haunted by your dark desires, Blinded by your detestation, I am your most beautiful ruin. In this beautiful ruin, I will continue to exist, Forever lamenting the loss of my sweet innocence. And in the sorrow that I miss, I will not rest in this fading light, Finding the strength to save me, I will never rest until I set it right. The chains that haunt me forever binding, So fragile in the ruins of a haunted passing, All alone in the dark with no one to guide me, Wishing to turn back the pages of this haunting tale. Yet against all odds, I will turn this into a fairy tale ending.

A strong wind blew in from the north. The Black Torrent shivered and pulled his cape around himself. For a late May evening, it was unseasonably cold. The change of weather had come on quite suddenly and it almost seemed there was something more in the air than a mere chill. Breaking into a run, he hoped the movement would warm him. He darted to the edge of the building and leapt over to the next rooftop. As his feet hit the slate, a buzzing came from his belt. He pulled out the small communicator, recognizing the code for Officer Derek Blake. He switched on the device.  "Torrent here."  "Hey, we were wondering if you could come down to F