In the beginning, it was darkness. It was cold and it was dirt. Then he was made, he stood and grew like a seed planted deep in the ground. He dug his feet into the earth and made himself stronger, e made himself known, he made sure his name struck fear in the hearts of men.
He sat on his throat, one leg over the other and his red eyes staring into space. His face rested on his chin and he released a sigh every now and then.
He ran his hand through his waist length hair and then held his horns absentmindedly, wondering if he should cut them off but of course he knew it was pointless because they would only just grow back...again.
“My lord!” Duncan came in, he seemed shorter than usual today and feet made way too much noise.
“What’s all the noise about Duncan? I thought you said no more
