"She crawled into bed, and tossed and turned. The wolves were howling outside, as her heart grew with a stronger ache. She got out of bed, grabbed her journal, and began to write. Little did they know, it would be her last letter. She began the letter:
"To the ones I love," in crimson red ink. Each word began to dance across the page.
When she was done, she folded it up, and placed it on her pillow. It was late at night, and nobody was around. She began walking to the bathroom, trying not to make a sound. She opened the medicine cabinet, full of pills and she then began to contemplate her death. As she opened the bottle, a ray of light flashed across her eyes, nearly blinding her, and knocking her to the ground. She then was on the ground, laying there, unconscious. When she woke, she was in a meadow, "where am I?" she said. "Welcome to the land of promises" she heard from afar. It was a eerie voice, yet it was full of hope. "Where are you?" she said, as she began to look around. Then it appeared, neither female nor male. A faceless black shadow with wings. Not a person of evil, and not a person of good. "I must be dead..." she thought to herself. "In spirit, you are, my dear...." a male sounding voice whispered into her ear.
Her face grew pale as he wrapped his cold arms around her. "I have something for you..." she turned around, and saw a face. His eyes were cold and icy blue.
He handed her a glass bottle, "drink this" he said. It was an elixir. She immediately was startled, "what is this?! Who are you? Are you trying to poi----" he then kissed her to silence her, with his lips already being stained of the elixir. "It's an elixir" he began to express. "an elixir of promises. I can show you happiness, but it comes with a price... so drink away, dear. That is, if you wish to experience the fullness of life and death. "
Attracted to the promises it bears, she drinks it. She then finds herself unable to go back to the world she was from. She started to feel funny and began to question everything. "Who are you? And what have you done to me?" "Who I am is not important. Tell me, are you happy here?" "I guess so...." he grinned ever so slyly.."you will love the life I have to give you..."
Time passed, and he took care of her, and she always obeyed his commands. No matter how insane they were. It didn't matter who died. Who got hurt. She started to realize it was the elixir, it must have a hypnotic effect . "Why do I feel so content, when I know being here is wrong?" "why can't I stop...? I have nothing, and I have everything.. he kept his promise.. I feel life and death..."These were the things that shadowed her mind daily. She looked into his eyes, and asked: "Will you tell me who you are now?"
"My name is Zaphrarus. 1000 years ago, I ruled a realm full of angels, with my queen at my side. She was beautiful, and gave a purpose for me to live. Together, we had a daughter, named Celestia, but I haven't seen her ever since the incident." He paused, and his eyes turned into two dark shadows. "The realm of the Angels was Frost's strongest ally, but ever since the realm of Frost lost its king, it has been ruled by another dark lord. The same one that stripped my wife of all life, and stripped my life of meaning. The same one that turned my daughter into his personal slave, stripping her of all innocence. He's not even human, because he feasts on the the souls of the innocent. It gives him power and life. Now I rule the land of the shadows, trying to protect the lives of those that the dark lord tries to get his hands on, while contemplating his own fate..."
