"Falling Rain" by mutedsanity Kass made tick-marks in various places as the blade traced a path along the map of Meridell that only he seemed able to discern. A perfect birds-eye view, as he could see for himself now if he were to lean out his window. Which was not an action worth recommending. Floating high above it all, each modest dwelling and green patchwork of field looked as though he could crush them all under his thumb like insects. Precisely his intent. Where Darigan had lost, Kass would not. Could not. He was strong...
The Academy of Fun, Adventure, and World Domination "Never mind!" Apoc yelled. "I'm going to open a training school for pets that want to take over the world! I'll call it 'The Academy of Fun, Adventure and World Domination'!"
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Background Voices of Neopia: Lord Darigan Here's the thing about citadels: nobody goes to citadels. Ever. They're cold, damp, lack any sort of beachfront property, and almost always seem to be inhabited by deposed despots walking around in their bathrobes.
Falling Rain: Part One High above this Citadel— his Citadel— General Kass was watching. The new moon had risen. And with it, a new dawn must always follow.