As dark as the first group was light, they took their seats in the chairs that were made of onyx. They had an aura of their own, but it was dark and smoky, surrounding them like a fog and billowing out across the ground beneath them.
First was a giant bug-like creature; all along its
hunched back was a green exoskeleton and a spine of
thorny barbs. Its deformed face hid behind a leather mask that had been permanently sewn into its skin, and two
pincers formed its mouth underneath, dribbling black ooze while they clicked together.
The next creature was a human-spider hybrid, with
the body of a gigantic Black Widow and the torso of a
woman. Her hair was twisted into dreadlocks and pulled
back to reveal eight black eyes dotting her forehead and piercings climbing up both her ears. Black leather straps wrapped strategically around her torso to expose her
I shivered at the sight of her, unwilling to think what a creature like that would be capable of. Another monster became visible in the shadows, walking deftly towards its seat, and my chest shook with tremors of fear. The impulse to run away was almost overwhelming, but I was unable to leave or scream — no one would have heard me if I tried .
Keep it together, I told myself repeatedly. Just keep it together and you’ll get through this.
After the spider came three more creatures of
darkness that took their seats in the onyx chairs. One of them was a two-headed ogre, another, a djinn dressed in elaborate clothing and floating through the air as I did. They were followed by a mysterious creature whose flowing black robes reminded me of Death and filled my heart with terror.
I couldn’t see its face because it was hidden behind the shadows of a blackened cowl, but I shuddered to think what hideous creature may have been hidden behind the layers of fabric.
Last there came a little girl who couldn't have been
older than six or seven. She had golden blond hair that curled into ringlets and wore a puffy, pink tutu with a tiara on her head. Being drug along beside her was an antique doll. She used a stool to climb onto her enormous throne where she sat kicking her feet because they wouldn’t touch the ground.
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