[And the coalescing darkness appears to ripple outwards now, almost like the fabric of a cape. It envelops them quickly - and in the moments when they can see and feel absolutely nothing, strange visions and whispers begin to brush at the edges of their consciousness. A desperate, irrational fear may descend without warning, or else a certain haunting voice would bring back long forgotten memories of something better concealed.
But in the next instant, it has all gone... and before them looms a looming, imposing figure, its form melting into the darkness still surrounding them.]
no subject
[Succinct.]
You have no power over these matters.
[And the coalescing darkness appears to ripple outwards now, almost like the fabric of a cape. It envelops them quickly - and in the moments when they can see and feel absolutely nothing, strange visions and whispers begin to brush at the edges of their consciousness. A desperate, irrational fear may descend without warning, or else a certain haunting voice would bring back long forgotten memories of something better concealed.
But in the next instant, it has all gone... and before them looms a looming, imposing figure, its form melting into the darkness still surrounding them.]
I, myself... am only one half of a whole.
The realm of nightmares... that is my domain.