Mozenrath walked up to the front gates of the city and called up to the
guards to let him in. "Who goes there?" asked the guard. "Mozenrath,the
lord of the Land of the Black Sands." bellowed Mozenrath. As he said his
last words the gates to the city slowly opened. "Mercandail" he exclaimed.
The little girl that had once been was turned into a monster of mass distruction. She slowly walked up to city gates to leave. As she started to walk out she saw a young man walking through the gates. "Wow....." she exclaimed. She walked passed him with a glance and then turned away as he noticed her. She did'nt know what hit her but something told her to stay. She slowly turned around and walked back into the city. " M'Lady are you coming or going?" "I'm staying thank you you may shut the gates now!" she called up to the guard. She turned around just in time to see the young man disappear into the crowd of commoners. Her eyes following his every move. Then she walked off into the crowd all the while staring at the palace. She followed the man in front of her as he walked up to the palace gates. She ran behind a building as he showed the guard his invitation to the party. After he walked in she slowly slid up to guard at the front gate and winked at him and showing off a little bit of skin. He asked what she needed and she told him she was to go to a party but needed a new invitation for her other one was torn to pieces when she ran into a jackle on her way there. He simply opened the gates after she was done. "Thank you." she said. When she finally got into the palace she thought she better dress more suitable for a party. She waved her hand over her body and instantly she was dressed in a black dress that fit her curves comfortably. The dress was sleeveless with a unknown white pattern going down the sides of her dress. Two slits came up her sides all the way to her thigh as she stuck a dagger in her hair for protection in case there came a time for it. Her feet were in clack boots that tied all the way up to her calf. " That's much better!"
As Mozenrath walked into the party a stunning image caught the corner of his eye. A dazzeling young woman gracefully glided into the party as if she was'nt even touching the floor. As she entered every man turned around to gaze at the bueaty that had no name. As her eyes met his he was in front of her in an instant. As he stared into her eyes a feeling of immortality surrounded both of them in an embrace never to be broken.
Alright guys this is second part of my story i know it probably isnt that giood but hey im not any ann rice! well more to come please read and review flames are welcomed!
The little girl that had once been was turned into a monster of mass distruction. She slowly walked up to city gates to leave. As she started to walk out she saw a young man walking through the gates. "Wow....." she exclaimed. She walked passed him with a glance and then turned away as he noticed her. She did'nt know what hit her but something told her to stay. She slowly turned around and walked back into the city. " M'Lady are you coming or going?" "I'm staying thank you you may shut the gates now!" she called up to the guard. She turned around just in time to see the young man disappear into the crowd of commoners. Her eyes following his every move. Then she walked off into the crowd all the while staring at the palace. She followed the man in front of her as he walked up to the palace gates. She ran behind a building as he showed the guard his invitation to the party. After he walked in she slowly slid up to guard at the front gate and winked at him and showing off a little bit of skin. He asked what she needed and she told him she was to go to a party but needed a new invitation for her other one was torn to pieces when she ran into a jackle on her way there. He simply opened the gates after she was done. "Thank you." she said. When she finally got into the palace she thought she better dress more suitable for a party. She waved her hand over her body and instantly she was dressed in a black dress that fit her curves comfortably. The dress was sleeveless with a unknown white pattern going down the sides of her dress. Two slits came up her sides all the way to her thigh as she stuck a dagger in her hair for protection in case there came a time for it. Her feet were in clack boots that tied all the way up to her calf. " That's much better!"
As Mozenrath walked into the party a stunning image caught the corner of his eye. A dazzeling young woman gracefully glided into the party as if she was'nt even touching the floor. As she entered every man turned around to gaze at the bueaty that had no name. As her eyes met his he was in front of her in an instant. As he stared into her eyes a feeling of immortality surrounded both of them in an embrace never to be broken.
Alright guys this is second part of my story i know it probably isnt that giood but hey im not any ann rice! well more to come please read and review flames are welcomed!