* A black veils being pulled over Zeltiva; he could sense it, he could feel the coldness seeping through the earth towards him, approaching to embrace him. The world above grew still; naturally, things would become still within the presence of darkness! Their vision blurred, their other senses will be heightened from anxiety or sheer anticipation! For what, you may ask? One could only fathom what thoughts encircled the minds of those fearful of the dark, and of those lurking within it.
There remains a man; he's quite fearful of the dark and with good reason to, he stumbles upon something he'd never imagine that he would, something that while treading upon darkness--hidden under the cover of night discovers a man that caught its eye. A few were capable of doing such, these few were societies lowest and he had discovered one of them, a human thief.
The man runs through the alley way, glancing back to see if his pursuer was still there; he see's nothing but he could feel something there, rushing towards him, wanting to submerge him in darkness. He trips and falls, stumbling as he tries to get back to his feet but then that which was chasing him, was now upon him and he could feel its cold breath on his neck!
'' I'm just imagining things, its not there! its not truly there! This is all but a lie, making itself known before my consciousness!''
The man shouts and briefly afterwords, he receives an answer.
When humans, discover that the truth they seek doesn't suit them, they deceive themselves by calling it, a lie...
The man turns and see's before him two white eyes lingering within the darkness, observing him; they approached him, getting closer, ever so closer. He could feel the presence before him as his body stiffens, as if, it was imprisoned in ice. The cold chill from this beings presence surged through his legs, numbing his entire body; his heart races as everything goes black.*
