Theme: Horror


Dormant Chaos

Lina had always felt it; the darkness had never gone away. It had remained dormant within her, waiting for that moment to return.

Chaos trickled throughout, curdling her enchanted blood. In the moment her power augmented in her hands, she felt a wave of crippling miasma consume her.

"Lina!" a worried voice called but would not reach her. She expelled all the voices that called to the host with the wave of her hand. Their short existences mewled helplessly before they were engulfed by pitch black.

The Mother of All Things had waited for this moment. Her time was now.