[For a moment, the skull painted across his face seems to writhe with a life of its own. Lightning crackles around his hands, and his voice takes on a thunder and darkness.
He takes a deep breath, and it passes. The skull is just paint, and he is a frail old man.]
I know what it is to be bodiless, helpless, and trapped. You have seen what I do to those who leave me to that fate. If you are leaving me unable to act, you will end me.
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Date: 2013-09-27 04:30 am (UTC)From:[For a moment, the skull painted across his face seems to writhe with a life of its own. Lightning crackles around his hands, and his voice takes on a thunder and darkness.
He takes a deep breath, and it passes. The skull is just paint, and he is a frail old man.]
I know what it is to be bodiless, helpless, and trapped. You have seen what I do to those who leave me to that fate. If you are leaving me unable to act, you will end me.