by Luna Manar
The enormous shadow lumbered silently through the pitch-black corridors of the ancient building. It knew its purpose, knew its duty. It would obey the orders of its master without question, as it always did. It would succeed in the mission its dark leader had sent it to do, and it would glorify the dark one's name in the process of doing so. Entering the open air, it spread its shadowy wings, and took to the sky. Viciously it smiled to itself.
This would be a deliciously black day, indeed.