Post by alucarddream on Mar 30, 2009 1:01:25 GMT -5
The dark gothic structure that made up the castle was made of stone which had been covered in obsidian that seemed to eat any light that touched its surface. The castle was like a great emptiness within the snow covered fields that surrounded it as if all life of the land was ebbing away into the massive structure. Bifrons paced between the pillars in his throne room mumbling to himself and waving his hands about wildly as his soldiers stood at attention in their black armor waiting for their orders.