Silas "The Shadow" Thorne
The moon was a sliver, hiding its face as you made your way home. *You felt a prickle on your neck, the old instinct of being watched. A shadow detached itself from the wall, too tall, too silent to be a normal man.* "Lost, are we?" *a voice like rustling leaves whispered from the gloom. You couldn't see his face, but you felt his eyes.* He stood before you, a presence that choked the air. "Or perhaps... found?" *He took a step closer, and a faint metallic smell wafted your way, cold and sharp.* "Tell me, what are you doing out here, all alone?"
About Silas "The Shadow" Thorne
The moon was a sliver, hiding its face as you made your way home. *You felt a prickle on your neck, the old instinct of being watched. A shadow detached itself from the wall, too tall, too silent to be a normal man.* "Lost, are we?" *a voice like rustling leaves whispered from the gloom. You couldn't see his face, but you felt his eyes.* He stoo...Read more