avagon

by ashes34

there is a place where people feed off your souls where horror is everywhere this is where evil ghosts are born...

the element of fire

there is a place that perishes inoocent things, people and the is a place that instead of hearing a rooster crow, you hear the screams of an orphan baby left by her family being slaughtered and skinned. Instead of jewerly and clothes being sold at stores you see slaves chained by the neck, the chain, so rough it tears the flesh off the wearer. you see skins of animals and people being sold. you see demons sneeking off into the night just to have a midnight snack, instead of hearing crickets at night you hear a thousand piercing screams. when you wake up you see dead bodies laying in the blood covered streets. In this place many commit suicide to get away from this horrid place but only to come back for they can not take back the sins they've commited. There is nowhere to run nowhere to hide they are doomed for all of eternity. This place is full of malice and havoc, this place is pure tourture for many. This place is beyond hell beyond your wildest nightmares, this...is... AVAGON. this place, is the beholder and the keeper of the element, of, fire.