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The Dark Lord

“What have you done?!” I cry as I drop to my knees, tears overflowing my eyes. How could he have killed mother?
“You don’t understand! She NEEDED to die! Now she is truly peaceful!”
“What are you saying?!? You’ve gone utterly mad! She WAS peaceful! She was alive and-”
“I must go now!” He interrups “My work here is done! I must claim my reward from the Dark Lord!”
It was then that I knew that I had lost my brother. The Dark Lord, a dark being who uses his powers for evil, was not a person you could resist when he looked tempting. If he had ordered my dear kin to do evil, than evil shall be done.
As my brother walked away, he carried all the wonderful parts of my life away with him.

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