Vlad stood and walked down the few steps of the dais, cackling with laughter. The two warriors beside him followed, drawing their swords which hissed as metal escaped scabbard. The young girl chose that moment to flee from the room, her skirts swooshing and her long dark hair swaying as she nearly ran."You don't know the power of what I am doing," Vlad said in a soft yet somehow terrifying voice. "Bring on your armies and your adept ones. I'll defeat them all."
Random thoughts and information from a published author, S. Evan Townsend.
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Sunday Six: Vlad
Today's Sunday Six from the Prologue of Book of Death:
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