Chapter 45-Land of the Moon/ Dark Lord

The breeze of the vicious wind tore through the Dark lord's mind. Dangerous moss and scarlet eyes blazed with contempt and thick eyelashes glared from the pale darkness. Heavy eyelashes gleaned cloak from this isolated surroundings. His masked skin wreathed in shadow colors. His chiseled face. Hawk-like nose and fine long raven hair swirling around from behind. However, his rigid body was threatened with frost. And his elegant hands tremble. He seemed unmoved, yet his eyes tell tales of hundreds of decades gone by. His hatred lurking as the shadowy trees that silence the breeze in the Land of the Moon.

The Land of the Moon was not a very welcoming place, with Anxiety, Grief, Hunger, Fear, Agony, and Death awaiting whoever dare to venture inside the frigid land. The entrance was also guarded by the Sandjinns. Their duty was to keep the captives from leaving the Land of the Moon.