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The shadows behind Lune stirred as the silhouette of a man began to take form in the darkness. At first nothing but a rough outline of a slender frame could be distinguished as Adyian observed the astounding woman cautiously. Caution was Adyian’s nature. It was how he had survived for so long, it was what had allowed him to walk away from so many battles and the reason his opponents never did.
Adyian pondered quietly to himself as he watched her, what am I doing here? He knew why he was here though. It was the shadows inside of him he loathed that had compelled him to seek this woman out. Weary from the eternal struggle to keep the restless demon within him at bay, he decided to adopt a new approach and attempt to satisfy it's hunger. Maybe then, he hoped, they would let him rest.
Several minutes passed and he allowed his human form to take full appearance. Adyian was an attractive man. Standing a little over six feet tall, his eyes were a dark shade of blue and his hair was black, sporting streaks of grey that complemented the sharp features of his face and gave him a reserved countenance.
Adyian’s depths of blue pierced through Lune as he shot her a glance, measuring her up in his mind. He still hadn’t decided what he was doing here, but his right hand moved instinctively to the hilt of the dagger sheathed at his waist. His slender digits resting firmly around the dagger, he paused to consider his situation. He wasn’t a murderer; he knew that, but the demon inside demanded of him to finish what he had brought Adyian here to do.
Adyian closed his eyes. He wished he could have been stronger, that he could have resisted the evil inside of him longer. But he knew he couldn’t do it anymore. Tired and strung out, he gave in to what lurked inside of him, releasing it on the world.
His eyes reopened but they were no longer the same. Changed from blue to black, they narrowed into a malicious glare directed toward the woman in front of him. It became clear to him what had to be done. This woman stood for everything the demon inside of Adyian abhorred, her existence needed to be put to an end.
Without a second thought, Adyian pulled the dagger from its sheath and sent it sailing through the air on a collision course with Lune’s back.
Post Edited By Evenflown, Aug/10/2005, 3:43 am
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"Pity me that the heart is slow to learn
What the swift mind beholds at every turn."
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