|Born of darkness on All Hallow's Eve, his thin, twisted body slipped through the shadows of the night.|
Only his eyes would betray him to an unwary tresspasser in his realm, for they glowed a blood-bright red. Though he may be of melcey lineage, his warped figure seemed to deny this, a creature of nightmare, of darkness........for such was his theme.
Despising even the weak light of the moon, he slinks through the deepest shadows hidden and unseen.
He was not hunting tonight.
The mortal, unware of the dark death which passed him by, was given another chance to escape the Darkened Land.
Parents: Halloween Litter
November 19, 2001