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For Jonal:
"I shall not face you like a man, Jonal Turamarth, for the simple reason that I am not human."
A blurry shape appeared in front of Jonal's eyes and he could see that whatever it was, definitely was not human. It had four arms and several other appendages Jonal could not identify in the dark. The apparition did not last long however and Jonal did not have time to inspect further, as suddenly fear introded inside his mind. The voice spoke again, this time from the direction the shape had been in.
"This shall last as long as it needs to last. Fear is one of the most powerful human emotions. It can be melded into anger, hatred and even love. My job is to turn your fears into anger. Anger and hatred. I am not here to give you a target for your anger, but it might be me. It might be Shaka." - Jonal felt the probing presence in his mind once again, then heard a soft, triumphant cry.
"You fear the unknown. You fear that which you can not fight on evil terms, that might mean...yes! Shaka can help you against this Dreamweaver. I can see what he did to you. Your mind is like an open book to me now, Jonal. I can write in it, read from it, even tear out pages if I wish. But wait a moment..." - the voice paused and the fear suddenly lessened.
"Most of the pages are missing. What has happened to you?"
As the strange creature regained his senses, the fear increased once again. A sourceless fear, the exact fear, which the creature had detected traces of in Jonal. A fear Jonal could not run from. He had to face it.
[ 09-12-2005, 03:05 PM: Message edited by: dplax ]
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