http://slow.writerscafe.org/Darkecho The original writings of author Eric R en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776121401 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 behold in reverence... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1707501/ the angel of death... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1707489/ after the war... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1707479/     Amidst the rocks and raging water I stand and wait. I wait for Maol's most formidable servant Lasair - a powerful spirit in the form of a wingless dragon of fire. Spawn from the pits of hell by the Dark Lord Maol himself, it has been released from the Black Land with cunning .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1707455/ Norse invaders http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1707447/ hear the chimes of death... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1707442/ the four horsemen ride... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1336470/ silently the pestilence creeps... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1336465/ malevolence drifts with the rolling fog... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1336462/      The gate's iron hinges creak softly shut, leaving me standing alone, still and quiet. Jutting out into the blackness grotesque creatures of stone capture the moonlight with their mocking faces; silent sentinels of the dead, relentlessly watching, always knowing. From fear,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Darkecho/1336457/