“The sun is fading over the horizon and there will be no staying your dolorous state of guilt. You might have elicited the help of a deity, like myself, in order to deaden the pain of those immortal claws that will shred your soul when darkness brings you into contact with your mortal isolation.
Ah – but you did not dare, for fear the price of attrition might have been an unholy tribute to be paid. That should have been irrelevant in the face the more awesome eternal draining you’ll experience by my adversary. You feared, you never though further than the next hour. Now you’ve made your choice to face the night, to face the guilt.
Ah, how lovely is the sunset, how cool the air becomes when the fire of summer’s heat is extinguished by the downpour of the night’s relentless rains. Smell this! It begins, do you smell the cloying perfume of the hibiscus as it seeps through the crack in the window. The beast is near now, no one can save you for you chose, unwisely.”
He moved away from his prisoner, his long robe hissing along the floor. His emotionless smile gave no clue as to whether or not he was actually pleased that the prisoner had refused to pledge allegiance to his person. The prisoner would have given him little joy or profit, as he was quite insignificant, but he loved to taunt them before leaving them to his sister. Let them have the added pain of thinking they’d made the wrong choice, when indeed both choices were the wrong choice. He opened the great glass window and then left the room.
In the darkness silence fell.
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