Well, I'm inspired today so I'm writing two stories for todays line. This is going to be fanfic-ish. ^_^
Santana
"Did he really think I wouldn't know? That I wouldn't figure it out that when he was finished I'd be nothing more than his puppet?" Ghaleon leaned against the brick wall on the rooftop of the Magic Guild of Vane. Beaten by Hiro he waited, to see if Hiro would return and decide to face Zophar. "Zophar thought he could use me and that I wouldn't know any better. That I would somehow sheepishly follow him, grateful that he revived me from the dead. The only thing good about being brought back to life is that I am able to atone for what I did a thousand years ago." He stands looking over the vast horizon of Lunar, wondering if it will survive Zophar's plot. He knew it would be his last moments to reflect upon his life and make certain that his own plans were secured. He had already thwarted Zophars plot somewhat, agrivating Hiro and his compainions enough that their magic returned. He had done all he could and his life was ebbing as he had betrayed Zophar. He gazed down at Vane and remembered the once prosperous city before it had fallen from the sky and wondered of it's future. The very city he had brought down with his own hands, by betrayal. Yet this betrayal was of a different sort, his betrayal against Zophar was his opportunity to right things. Ghaleon sighed deeply with releif that it would soon be over. "I tire of this game."
Santana
"Did he really think I wouldn't know? That I wouldn't figure it out that when he was finished I'd be nothing more than his puppet?" Ghaleon leaned against the brick wall on the rooftop of the Magic Guild of Vane. Beaten by Hiro he waited, to see if Hiro would return and decide to face Zophar. "Zophar thought he could use me and that I wouldn't know any better. That I would somehow sheepishly follow him, grateful that he revived me from the dead. The only thing good about being brought back to life is that I am able to atone for what I did a thousand years ago." He stands looking over the vast horizon of Lunar, wondering if it will survive Zophar's plot. He knew it would be his last moments to reflect upon his life and make certain that his own plans were secured. He had already thwarted Zophars plot somewhat, agrivating Hiro and his compainions enough that their magic returned. He had done all he could and his life was ebbing as he had betrayed Zophar. He gazed down at Vane and remembered the once prosperous city before it had fallen from the sky and wondered of it's future. The very city he had brought down with his own hands, by betrayal. Yet this betrayal was of a different sort, his betrayal against Zophar was his opportunity to right things. Ghaleon sighed deeply with releif that it would soon be over. "I tire of this game."