Pride: Prolouge

by darksituations

In the deepest recesses of hell, was where I first met the Prince of Demons." This is basically an introduction to "Pride". A story based around how even the simplest tinge of glory can create a world, disrupt a world, and kill millions.

Pride

"For the sins of their mouths,

for the words of their lips,

let them be caught in their pride.

For the curses and lies they utter.

Consume them in wrath,

consume them till they are no more."

Prolouge

The air was dry, the heart of the lost man far worse then the hot desert he traveled so warily. He felt as if he was trapped in even the most confusing warrens, yet all that surrounded him was hot sand. He shirt was ripped to shreds and his head was pounding like the imminent drums of a killing, yet around him was still the hot sand. Nothing else. Wind picked up and the sand flowed around his face, the sand licked his cheeks. Papers whipped his body as the flew like eagles threw the air. Where they had come from was a mystery, but why they were there was the bigger question. He collapsed on the ground, the heat cooking him alive. He grabbed the paper and began te read, for he had nothing else left loose.