A Prelude To Lucien
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A Prelude To Lucien
It was cold in hell.
Not quite what was to be expected, considering the reputation, however, Cania never did possess that reputation.
I open my eyes. All I see is white. Endless. Encompassing. Blinding. The cold is unbearable, biting at my naked frame as I crawl across the endless snowfields, in a perpetual roaring blizzard of sleet. I feel the energy draining from my limbs with each painful lurch, until I am finished. Collapsed. Spent on the ground like a discarded newspaper, as the darkness closes in around my vision, I hear a faint voice, it is my father, I think. Yes.. My father...
"Lucien! You are not finished, yet. You still belong to me!"
Not quite what was to be expected, considering the reputation, however, Cania never did possess that reputation.
I open my eyes. All I see is white. Endless. Encompassing. Blinding. The cold is unbearable, biting at my naked frame as I crawl across the endless snowfields, in a perpetual roaring blizzard of sleet. I feel the energy draining from my limbs with each painful lurch, until I am finished. Collapsed. Spent on the ground like a discarded newspaper, as the darkness closes in around my vision, I hear a faint voice, it is my father, I think. Yes.. My father...
"Lucien! You are not finished, yet. You still belong to me!"
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Re: A Prelude To Lucien
It was hot in hell.
On the frozen floor of the Mephistar Palace, I lay, shivering and afraid, my fear pouring from my eyes and nose to freeze like pathetic icicles in the bitter frost. Mere feet away I feel the warmth of a brazier. It burns hotter then a thousand suns. I long for it. I weep for it.
"Lucien." He boomed. This figure who sat upon an icy throne over me. "Lucien, come now, did you think you could escape me in this place? This place, that is the realm of my own invention. I am the master of all here. This is my domain."
Words fail, so I did not use them. Naught but a pitiful wail escapes me. Pitiful and weak, naked in the cold before this King. This Lord.
"I think I have made my point very clear, Lucien. If you wish to leave, then by all means, head outside and start walking." Mephistopheles laughed, and it was glorious. His voice was deep and rang across the halls majestically as he mocked me.
"Yes, walk, Lucien. I am not finished with you yet."
On the frozen floor of the Mephistar Palace, I lay, shivering and afraid, my fear pouring from my eyes and nose to freeze like pathetic icicles in the bitter frost. Mere feet away I feel the warmth of a brazier. It burns hotter then a thousand suns. I long for it. I weep for it.
"Lucien." He boomed. This figure who sat upon an icy throne over me. "Lucien, come now, did you think you could escape me in this place? This place, that is the realm of my own invention. I am the master of all here. This is my domain."
Words fail, so I did not use them. Naught but a pitiful wail escapes me. Pitiful and weak, naked in the cold before this King. This Lord.
"I think I have made my point very clear, Lucien. If you wish to leave, then by all means, head outside and start walking." Mephistopheles laughed, and it was glorious. His voice was deep and rang across the halls majestically as he mocked me.
"Yes, walk, Lucien. I am not finished with you yet."
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Join date : 2011-05-10
Age : 32
Location : A neighborhood near you
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