Thursday, April 14, 2016

100 Words a Day 824


I was met at the at black gate by a being of great stature and bronzed skin. Golden eyes stared at me from behind a hawkish nose. Two massive horns topped his bald head, between which was situated a star within a circle. His immense chest was adorned with a black harness whose pieces were joined at the center by a clasp in the shape of the the roaring beast that was the place’s totem. His black-nailed hands bore a heavy tome bound in leather of indeterminate origin. I saw the cover bore the same symbol as the demon’s head.

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