A dark deed

The elven maid tried to scream but there was no sound nor strength in her voice. She tried to move only to discover that her legs and arms did not do what she asked of them. The cloaked figure laughed as it stood over her, a curved dagger shining in the moonlight. Slowly the cloaked figure bowed down next to the elf, and slowly it began to cut deep into her stomach. The cut stretched from hip to hip and the fear and pain in the elven maids eyes caused the cloaked figure to smile. Who ever it was he or she enjoyed this, all to well. When the cut was made and the elven maids eyes begun ro roll back in her head the cloaked figure reached into the poor miads stomach and forcefully dragged the young maids insides out of her body. The elven maid tried once more to scream but her strength failed her, her body begun to go numb and with a silent prayer the young maid passed into the shadows and all turned still and silent.

The cloaked figure examined what she had ripped from the elfs stomach and with a heavy sigh the figure shook its head. The night sky above revealed the stars and the moon seemed to dance in teh very dark. The clokaed figure stood up and kicked the dead elven maids body into the flowing river beneath the cliff they were upon. This was the third victim so forth and dark rumours is spreading across Ered Luin, rumours of a dark force, a dark menace who steals the life of young elven maids and let their souls wander in the wastelands of nothingness...