Welcome to my castle....
You walk through the huge double dorrs only to find your self surrounded by darkness. The wallz around you are thick with mildew from hundredz of yearz of decay. The room is dark except for a small dim red light in the middle of the room. Shinning down from a gapping hole in the giant celing. Low rumbles come from all around you. Unable to see anything you step forward in to the darkness.
Small wordz of prayer excape from your dry lips. Fear rushes all through you like herion into an addicts veins. Yet you still press on toward that light.
This is the kind of devotion you MUST have to be Elite. You must not fear ANYTHING.
Linx 2 My Pagez
We are the power
The Fist
And the Sword
We are
The Elite