The Demon
"Yes. Are you a necromancer?"
"Yes.
"Are they after you?" I nodded in the direction where, in a couple of hours, his pursuers would appear. I already sensed their magic. Something gluey, something light, something predatory...
Who said that darkness was evil and light was good? Idiots!
Go on, try standing in the sun for too long-would it be good for you? Balance in all things; concentrated light could kill just as well as primal darkness. You have to use your head, not use it as an empty vessel for somebody's bullshit! Ugh!
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