Demera stands amongst the dead trees and the swirling fog as the wind howls eerily, her skin pale white and cold, her eyes black as night and her long hair white. Everything she touches withers and decay's, rose's that were once red are now black, the lush green grass had died and became the colour of hay as she walked across it, her long black dress flowed in the wind as voices whisper all around her.
She dances slowly amongst the graves of the long dead hero's that had fallen in battle, the ghostly glow of the moonlight lit up the darkness as she heard footsteps approaching. Moments later a man had called Yzal appeared, he stood amongst the swirling fog with his face shrouded by darkness, his white eyes glowed in the darkness as his black robe swayed a little in the wind.
Demera walked towards Yzal as he stood there in silence and stared at her, after a few moments Demera stopped and stood still in front of him. Yzal reached out his hand towards Demera and then suddenly she stepped back, she told him that if he touched her that he would die, Yzal remained silent and moved closer and reached out his hand ignoring Demera's warning.
A few seconds later he touched her cold pale skin and looked into her black eyes, after a few moments nothing had happened. Demera looked at Yzal's hand, his hand was still the same pale white colour as it was before, Demera wondered why Yzal's body had not began to wither and decay like everything else that was around her, Yzal felt different with her than he had ever felt with anyone else.
Demera didn't care how Yzal was immune to her deathly presence, she was just happy that she had finally found someone. A moment later her cold black coloured lips pressed against his as they embraced each other, the tree's creaked in the wind as the dead blackened rose petal's floated in the air around them, the raven's perched on the dead tree's and watched Demera and Yzal as they began to dance amongst the graves.
They spun and twirled around the cemetery making everything wither and decay around them, the spiders crawled across the graves as they made their webs. Bats swarmed through the night sky as Demera and Yzal continued to dance around and around, moments later they stopped and saw Death standing in front of them, Demera asked her father what he was doing there.
Death told her that it was time to go, Demera refused and told her father about Yzal, Death remained silent and the reached out his hand towards Yzal. His bony skeletal hand touched Yzal's cheek but nothing happened, Demera told her father that Yzal was different and that he was not like the others, Death agreed as he knew no normal person could survive his touch.
Nevertheless it was still time for Demera to go home, Demera pleaded with her father to let Yzal come with her, Death thought for a moment and then agreed. Moments later a crack appeared amongst the darkness, Demera told Yzal not to worry and that it was just a portal that would take them to her home, Demera took Yzal's hand as her father Death walked through the portal.
Moments later Demera led Yzal towards the portal and then crossed through it to the other side...
To be continued in Act 2
She dances slowly amongst the graves of the long dead hero's that had fallen in battle, the ghostly glow of the moonlight lit up the darkness as she heard footsteps approaching. Moments later a man had called Yzal appeared, he stood amongst the swirling fog with his face shrouded by darkness, his white eyes glowed in the darkness as his black robe swayed a little in the wind.
Demera walked towards Yzal as he stood there in silence and stared at her, after a few moments Demera stopped and stood still in front of him. Yzal reached out his hand towards Demera and then suddenly she stepped back, she told him that if he touched her that he would die, Yzal remained silent and moved closer and reached out his hand ignoring Demera's warning.
A few seconds later he touched her cold pale skin and looked into her black eyes, after a few moments nothing had happened. Demera looked at Yzal's hand, his hand was still the same pale white colour as it was before, Demera wondered why Yzal's body had not began to wither and decay like everything else that was around her, Yzal felt different with her than he had ever felt with anyone else.
Demera didn't care how Yzal was immune to her deathly presence, she was just happy that she had finally found someone. A moment later her cold black coloured lips pressed against his as they embraced each other, the tree's creaked in the wind as the dead blackened rose petal's floated in the air around them, the raven's perched on the dead tree's and watched Demera and Yzal as they began to dance amongst the graves.
They spun and twirled around the cemetery making everything wither and decay around them, the spiders crawled across the graves as they made their webs. Bats swarmed through the night sky as Demera and Yzal continued to dance around and around, moments later they stopped and saw Death standing in front of them, Demera asked her father what he was doing there.
Death told her that it was time to go, Demera refused and told her father about Yzal, Death remained silent and the reached out his hand towards Yzal. His bony skeletal hand touched Yzal's cheek but nothing happened, Demera told her father that Yzal was different and that he was not like the others, Death agreed as he knew no normal person could survive his touch.
Nevertheless it was still time for Demera to go home, Demera pleaded with her father to let Yzal come with her, Death thought for a moment and then agreed. Moments later a crack appeared amongst the darkness, Demera told Yzal not to worry and that it was just a portal that would take them to her home, Demera took Yzal's hand as her father Death walked through the portal.
Moments later Demera led Yzal towards the portal and then crossed through it to the other side...
To be continued in Act 2