In the beginning there was only Darkness.

“Careful, mother, or you could end up dangling in another's webs.”

“Reflections of the battlements shimmered in the deep green moat, casting an ima…”

“Like seduction, the Priestess took poisoning to an art form.”

“Beauty to beguile, spies to ensnare, and gold, always gold, to tempt, to trap, …”