Writing Prompt-How much for that I asked the merchant nodding to my sword hanging on the wall-July 2016-Fantasy Prompts
"Don't *ever* try to get inside my head," he snarled, slamming me against the wall. For several beats we stayed there, his grip crushing my wrists. Finally, his mismatched eyes softened. "It's too dark for you."
They say I am powerful. They say I am the darkness. They say I instill fear into the hearts of many. It is even said that the Devil himself is afraid of me.