Post by Hemlock on Sept 15, 2023 9:00:25 GMT -5
The shadows had always been my home, unknown and unseen. Little had anyone cared to know me or help me in my struggles, I had shut out most of the world. Alone I had lived my life, well most of my life. There once was a time I had a real name had actually thought I was in love, but darkness had taken even that from me. I had been cursed from the day I was born so that brief moment I had thought I was normal, thought I was loved, even that had turned into a curse. Now I just watch life pass by in the shadows, with no Hope. Hidden in plain sight yet still there. The Gloom that followed me like a cloud hovering around my presence was expanding and the more magic it touched the stronger the darkness became. Haunting those in its mists. I was drawn to the magics of VooDoo and Insulting Dolls, acts of revenge. My very existence focused within the darkness that now lingers close to the City of Trinsic the city that most likely despises Magics above all other cities, yet I held no magics within me I once could have been a paladin, but my curse held me broken and hidden. Waiting to destroy myself in the end, but what is the end. The end of me or the end of magics.