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I caught the apple

yay!! 7th or 8th apple!! (pretty sure it's 8th)

Waiting for her eyes to adjust to the dark, Yalith slowly moves into the foyer.

Being part demon, she can sense the darkness that enshrouds the house. Of course, this isn't the typical "absence of light" she senses, but the essence of evil itself. Most that do not naturally share this essence, at least in part, would find themselves going mad shortly after stepping into the blackness of the mansion. But for Yalith it was conforting, at least to her demon part. The human part of her was a constant nagging reminder of her mother's, and therefore her own, weakness.

"Bloody demon mother," she thought to herself angrily as always, "Why did she have to fall for a human?"

A soft sound broke into her conciousness. Her eyes had long ago adjusted to the dim light and she looked around the grand hall she was standing in. High, vaulted ceilings that faded into blackness not far above her head whispered of untold secrets and many shadows that had minds of their own...

But the noise held her attention now. It was a hollow whining to her human hearing, but her sharp demon ears perceived separate notes contained within the whining.

"Music?"

She headed forward down the hall, letting her ears guide her. Soon it was obvious. It was indeed music that she heard. Light split the darkness ahead as the doors to a grand ballroom where wide open. Yalith paused a moment outside the room, observing the many figures flowing around the floor and many more along the walls, peering, as she did, at the figures who moved with a grace that seemed unwordly.

After a moment's pause, she entered the room.

5 clover!

shamrock 4

It's my house, sweet

He slowly steps onto the grounds of this place of demonic aura. His tatered clothing was a clear sign he had no home and the only thing of value was he demon bow. He quickly made his way to the front steps following the demonic pull of the house.

As he reached the door to the house, he slowly reached out and touched it. The demonic power the house held gave him a thrill for it had been ages since he felt anything that rivled his own aura. He then quickly turned the knob and entered the house before silently closing it.

As he stood in the front room, he took in everything from the dark corners that were clearly able to hide any hidious beasts of darkness to the high cealing before walking in further ready for almost anything that could happen in such a demonic place.


(I can't spell that well.)