| My latest challenge. Write a 50,000 word novel in a month. I managed this piece in three weeks at a humble 60,000 words. This is the introduction, I hope you enjoy. |
| My latest challenge. Write a 50,000 word novel in a month. I managed this piece in three weeks at a humble 60,000 words. This is the introduction, I hope you enjoy. |


Novel 3 - Shadows Novel 3 - ShadowsNovel 3 - Shadows
I know what he is. Ive known since the curl of his lip as he stepped through those cold metal doors. The only sound that was heard was a creak of hinges. His footsteps were mere ghostly whispers against the grimy ground. I knew by the way he moved and the way he snaked. I watched as his eyes scanned through the crowds of people. The music was nothing more than a muffled beat in my ears. My hearing, my senses, only acute to him.
Unblinking I stared. I was transfixed as his hands glided, moving the bodies past him. He was searching, and I knew what for. My fingers reached out towards his


Empty SkiesEmpty SkiesEmpty Skies
Your body is a silhouette against the dark, A shadow of what once was. It was this world, this place.
Poison leaked through the walls with a bitter sorrow, Threatening to take hold.
To choke.
Stop.
Before it's too late, Then you'll fall through the earth and never return.
"Maybe it is too late." The whispers keep coming,
And they will never cease
Even through the swirling heavens that invite a perilous blood.
The same sky, the same vast space between us.
Do you feel it too?
I feel it with every last breath that p


Drucillia Deeters... Drucillia Detters; Blood LoreDrucillia Deeters...
Introduction
Dear Reader,
My name is Drucillia Deeters, and I am a demon. I was never really sure where to begin this story. It seemed so complicated, sometimes too evil to even put on paper. I thought about starting far into the war, which started before I was even born. Then I was reminded that this would not give you any history of me or my companions at all. In the end it made the most sense to start the summer of my initiation, when I was young in mind and hope was a simple part of my being. You see, sometimes in my world, bad things happen to bad pe
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