FINDING THE SHADOW SINGER

JanMara Fantasy

THE HUNT IS ON!

"One down, one to go." The night cloaked man says, approaching slowly. "The Light Bringer is always the easiest to find." He mocks.
The Light Bringer turns the point of his dagger, facing the dangerous end at the opponent. The dark masked man chuckles and the Light Bringer feels as if he is being stalked by a predator the way the masked man closes the distance between them.
"I admire your courage, but know that I am a seasoned warrior and your little dagger will do nothing to defend you. You should come quietly." 
The Light Bringer feels the crawls of despair. He cannot fight, he does not even know the most basic techniques and even if he could, his body is so weak from months on the run with no proper food to fill his belly. But he does have one thing going for him. He will have to run like hell after that. He takes a deep breath before letting the dagger drop to the sand patch beneath his shoes. He focuses on the dark masked man, lifting his hand. The golden dragon tattoo is visible over the skin of his hand as it wraps around his forearm in a dazzling display. It moves in his skin like a real living creature.
"You made a mistake following me here. You should have let me be." The Light Bringer says, his voice breaking with emotion.
White light explodes from his hand like a faucet. So bright that it would have blinded everyone with eyes instantly. So strong that the blocks around the shubby backyard are lit up like daylight. But the masked man simply lunges forward grabbing his outstretched hand. The light immediately disappears as the masked man twists the Light Bringer's arm, causing him to cry out in agony, and roughly shoves him against the grey old wall. The masked man pins him there, his sheer size making the Light Bringer submit immediately. He cannot fight such a man and hope to win.
"What?" The Light Bringer pants through the pain, "You should be blind!" 
He hears the masked man chuckle close to his ear. "You cannot hurt me, Light Bringer. I am the Void Maker."
Then with a single tap on the Light Bringer's head, he slumps forward, having lost consciousness. The Void Maker lifts the unconscious boy's chin, seemingly admiring his fair features. Then suddenly, he turns his hooded head to look over his broad shoulder. Not much of his face can be seen but the parts that can, expose the tug of his lips into an arrogant smirk.
His voice is like a melody when he hums deep in his throat and whispers, "Shadow Singer."

COMING SOON!

Original image created by Victoria Melya.

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