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Chapter Twenty: Light in the Dark
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Aelnith Eventide
The Dain shuddered, stumbled as he drained it of the dark power that powered it. Just a little more, he thought. But it was overwhelming. He could feel himself slipping, losing himself every single moment. The dark magic tore through him and immediately began changing him. He could feel it’s poisonous influence.
Aelnith wondered if it would make him like the Dain, shambling through the wood, only ever hungry, only ever destructive. The Realm would hunt him down, which was fitting. It would be a mercy. At least, he thought as he further slipped away, he wouldn’t be aware of his House falling to ruin or lost to time.
The Dain fell to it’s side, but was unable to dislodge him. He wondered dimly if he could even stop if he tried. The dark magic flowed freely into him, twisting and breaking his soul apart. It wasn’t physically painful, but it hurt him in subtle ways. Aelnith wanted to look upon the wood with t
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