An Imposter: Mysterious Order

Order was like a good towering mountain. His presence was akin to a sleeping dragon, and though his eyes were all that could be seen, there was a great majesty about him that suggested that he wasn't a mere usurper. Order's gaze was like a sharp sword, sweeping past the realms and cutting the winds apart. His calm gaze filled the universe with dread. In his presence the Universe Will dared not blab out loud, and even the Watchers had to be cautious.

Order stood silently for hours. He didn't move; neither did he speak nor shift his feet. Like a strong tower Order remained where he was, overlooking the firmament. The Castle of Order may be imposing, but Order made it seem a subservient kitten. Suddenly, there was a slight shift in the winds above, and a man clad in black just like Order appeared behind the Usurper of Zica's throne. Like a man without tongue and limited in speech, the man remained silent like Order. He brought his knees to the ground and was only content when they kisse