Shadows in the Darkness
When the guard beheld the darkly looming shape, he tried to make himself believe that this was just another stranger … but there was that whispering in the fog … a sigh creeping into the very marrow of his bones … so soft that he should not be able to understand one word … yet so evil that he felt his hair turning white on the spot, including the bush between his legs …
“Show this to the king under the mountain! A message from the king of shadows! Think again: do you really not know of the whereabouts of this one tiny ring?â€