Here’s the opening to a new chapter.

A single word can change history: a dark command whispered on the wind. The response of the recipient and how they interpret that command can change the face of a nation forever. Such have been the ways of Accuson, the dark lord. He who fell like lightning from the heaven cast down by the host of heaven’s armies for his betrayal. He who believed himself equal to The One who lead a third of the heavenly host in rebellion paid the price with exile, never again would he or any of his followers set foot in heaven again. Accuson would wander to and fro throughout the earth looking for souls to devour with his false promises and silken words. Oh how he would promise the world to any that would bow their knee and worship him as the right and glorious king all the creation.

The minds of mortals and lesser beings could be bent with mere words, words that would become Accuson’s greatest weapon. For with just a few simple words he could turn a heart toward evil, teach it pride and self pity, teach a heart to hate and you have a slave for life. The promise of glory becomes self fulfilling as hatred leads to lust and lights the unquenchable fire of self destruction.

Outward appearances are but masks to hide the inner turmoil of the battlefield that is the mind. There are those who do not hide their true selves behind a myriad of deceptions but even they wage war between heart and mind. No one can fully resist the words of Accuson that carry on the wind like honey blossom, how sweat they taste in the mouth but to the heart they are a slow poison that gradually erodes the soul.