this vicious past, and the powerfully
demonic forces which inhabited the land as a
result. "Do we have to stay here?" I asked
him.
A knock on the door led me to a very
quiet monk. He wore robes of light blue, his
hair was dark brown and he had a
moustache and beard. "Come." He said.
"Stay. Purify it. Stand tall for the light." His
face pierced my own with such power, that I
simply turned back towards the room and
gathered all of my strength. "Okay," I said. "I
will stay and purify it. I will stand tall for the
light."
Entering the room, the demonic
forces which had taken hold of this land
were terrifying, but I was no longer afraid of
them or the past that they had heralded.
Calling out to the dark forces, I shouted with
fury. "I will not leave! I will fight and
destroy you!" Beginning to barrage the room
with eternal energy which had been
conveyed to me by the monk's presence, the
light began bouncing all around the room,
throwing out the dark forces in a torrential
flood of rain. Within moments, the forces
which had been with this land for centuries
were gone, and I turned quietly away.
brent
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