It was a dark and grim night. A thick black mist crept threw the land that had been taken over by the Charmed Demon horses. This dense haze had been sent down from the Amaretto Gods with one intention, to forever banish the Charmed Demon horses!

This had all came to be days before. The word around this dreary land was that the Lord of the Charmed Demon horses had evil plans to take over and rule forever. For the longest time their devious scheme had gone unknown to the Amaretto Gods. However, betrayal is a wicked thing. The Lord of the Demons had broken promises to the wrong civilian.  This villager, who no longer had much to lose, went under the cover of darkness to the Gods and let them know of the Lord’s intentions. The decision was then made to send this deadly murk through the land. The last of the Charmed Demon horses to be exiled was the Lord of the Demon Horses. As he struggled to fight his inevitable fate, his voice was heard shouting an unforgettable message. It’s a message that is said to be heard amongst the gusting winds and is louder than ever on the cold chilly nights. “You take us down now! Forget the Demons not, for we will be avenged!” Even though these bone chilling words still echo through the minds of the Amaretto Gods, they believed their land was forevermore free of this evil. Until ….

Many years had come and past, but this year the seasons were unusually harsh.  During the winter the ground was covered with ice and the crops had succumbed to the frost. Famine had overtaken the entire village. Many nights the air was so cold some did not survive. The Amaretto Gods knew this was not normal. Rumors had begun to flood the village. Was this the revenge of the Lord of the Demon horses? The Amaretto Gods had ignored such rumors for some time. It wasn’t until after the abnormally harsh winter had past and the summer came with a vengeance. The summer heat was unbearable. The scorching sun beat down on the village. What crops had survived the bitter cold winter were drying up and shriveling into nothing. Many of the village folk were becoming ill. Dehydration took the lives of many. The Amaretto Gods knew this was not an act of nature. They feared the worse. They knew they would soon be faced with a horrible force.

One somber night a noise could be heard in the distance. It was a deafening creaking sound, the sound of freezing sleet. The villagers all rushed to the streets only to stand and watch in cursed astonishment. The town sirens were sounded.  The Amaretto Gods scurried to see what the uproar was about, only to see a thick blanket of ice crawling toward the village. The Gods tried everything within their powers to stop the ice but nothing could stop it. Then … to the amazement of the Gods and the villagers, the creeping frozen glaze had come to a halt. There was an eerie silence that fell upon the land. As they stood and stared in fright, a crashing rumble was heard in the distant skies. A wave of terror quickly swept through the land again. Chaos broke out as everyone scattered to find shelter. As the booming sound was heard once more, there was a blinding glow coming from the horizon. A blaze was now rushing toward the village. The blanket of ice started to melt and quickly started to boil. The scalding liquid flowed through the streets taking down everything in its path. The Amaretto Gods were helpless. They could do nothing more than watch in shear horror as the entire village was destroyed. Once again a deathly calm had come over the ravaged land. The Gods then dropped to the ground clutching their ears. What was this ear-piercing sound? As they slowly looked up, a thick smoke had manifested before them. They could see two shadows emerging from the haze. The Gods rubbed their eyes in disbelief. Could this be? The demons were banished from the land. The Gods could then hear two distinct voices chanting. A bone chilling voice was heard repeating “You thought you took us down…” as another blazing voice echoed “Forget the Demons not, for we HAVE been avenged!”

 

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