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14 years ago
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"You know nothing of death. 'Stared her in they eye?' No, none of you have looked upon death. You do not stare her in the eyes. She stares you in the eyes and decides whether to make your cower at her feet or take you by the hand. No, you sit here and plot and plan and play your games; scrambling to grab up all the power you can.
I have stood in her presence and known her. I have knelt at her feet and been afraid.
She is not an old friend, and old mistress, who you court when young and embrace when old. Oh no. She is a child and you are her toys.
Death does not come for you. You go to her. She has no reason to take you since you are already hers. No, that dark mistress who comes for you. The one you fear to meet but try to command. That mistress is me."
The last recorded statement of The Black Rose, Myra Shovani Do'Raien, before she slaughtered the Council of Thirteen and took a new name, Crimson Fang.
That name, the Crimson Fang, continued to haunt the world for two thousand years. She was a fable, a legend, a myth but then her name would appear again. A mysterious death, a bloody corpse, a fang drawn in blood. A copycat? or the same assassin? Few knew the truth and less believed it. Fragments of books, scraps of journals, many reports over the centuries proclaimed her dead. And then, she vanished. For a thousand years she remained a legend, never seen, never heard of. Her true name had long been lost, her face forgotten. As a millennium passed her memory was little more than a ghost used to scare children. Those few who knew her dwindled and died or retreated from the world. A thousand years erased all confirmed traces of her and the world breathed a sigh of relief...
...Until the day she returned.
I have stood in her presence and known her. I have knelt at her feet and been afraid.
She is not an old friend, and old mistress, who you court when young and embrace when old. Oh no. She is a child and you are her toys.
Death does not come for you. You go to her. She has no reason to take you since you are already hers. No, that dark mistress who comes for you. The one you fear to meet but try to command. That mistress is me."
The last recorded statement of The Black Rose, Myra Shovani Do'Raien, before she slaughtered the Council of Thirteen and took a new name, Crimson Fang.
That name, the Crimson Fang, continued to haunt the world for two thousand years. She was a fable, a legend, a myth but then her name would appear again. A mysterious death, a bloody corpse, a fang drawn in blood. A copycat? or the same assassin? Few knew the truth and less believed it. Fragments of books, scraps of journals, many reports over the centuries proclaimed her dead. And then, she vanished. For a thousand years she remained a legend, never seen, never heard of. Her true name had long been lost, her face forgotten. As a millennium passed her memory was little more than a ghost used to scare children. Those few who knew her dwindled and died or retreated from the world. A thousand years erased all confirmed traces of her and the world breathed a sigh of relief...
...Until the day she returned.
tkitcs
~tkitcs
Dark. Very cool.
Snikch
~snikch
OP
Glad you like it. The name Myra actually comes from this character not from UoFC. She is part of a much larger universe that I've building in the attempts to write a novel.
