the man in black

if you have not read the previous post, then read it first

listen to this song as you read

the man, startled, turned around to a tall, thin figure, who i would say is a man, except he was lacking a face. the figure stated that his name was Almoravid, and he was here to kill the man in black. at first i was hallucinating because of all the chemicals I've ingested. the man in black just smiled and mumbled something in Latin about how he wished he was dressed in red. Almoravid then drew his sword, a sword that looked as though it was glowing, with a blade that was white as a pearl on one side, but looked as though there was a black hole on the other. Almoravid swung his sword at the man in black and when he tried to parry the attack, the mans sword turned first to something that resembled dust, and then to completely to ashes. the man in black let out a little laugh and then took off running. Almoravid approached me, knelt beside me, and shut my eyes. i then fell into a deep, deep sleep but yet, awake and completely aware of everything that was going on around me. i saw Almoravid chasing the man in black down my castle, down into the catacombs. Almoravid  was leaving a trail of fire behind him, every step he took exploded into flame, every time he would run his hand against the wall, it would leave a trail of flame. when Almoravid got toward the catacombs, he stopped at the door, and vanished. could then see the man in black running, and then suddenly, fly up against the wall, but nothing was there. the man in black then crawled up into a ball, and began to bleed out of every possible place blood could seep out of, his mouth, every pore, even his eyes. he than began screaming madly, as though something was tearing off his flesh, but still there was nothing there. he began to scream louder, and louder still. right when i didn't think it was possible for a human to scream louder, a loud screech came from nowhere, and the mans body began to glow red with flame, and soon everything around his was ablaze. he then looked up, right at me... or, right where i could see his eyes. they were sad at first, but then they became angry and filled with hate and despise. he than became chanting prayers in Latin and then cursed my name, over and over. at last he drew a knife and stabbed himself in the heart. as he did so, all the fire, the screaming, everything, stopped. it felt as though something had hit me. i opened my eyes to see that i was no longer alone, but surrounded by small black figures, dancing around me, chanting. some of them were changing from black to red, and some appeared to be on fire. i shut my eyes and i too, began to scream