• Leaves blew frightfully, trees wavered un-evenly, almost snapping as a man sat on a throne of leaves and twigs, orange and red leaves flew in the air. "Finally, the season of Autumn is under my reign, its mine!" He laughed menigacially. His eyes glared across the hall in front of his throne, the hall made of trees, pentagrams turned upside down, and swirled with brown branches, and dead gold and red leaves swept the sides. The mad smiled, a small toothed grin, a tree cracked, and fell from the side of the hall. "Oh, the power..." His mind wrapped around it, it was consuming, he was powerless to it. Green eyes swept across the hall quickly as a twig snapped, "Come out." He said in a commanding voice that would make the braveswt of all humans quiver. Gracefully, a fox stepped from the hall, his fur swirled, patches of silver gently floated over his beautiful fur, the creatures eyes the lightest grey. The creature bowed his head down,
    "Master, it is almost time for the transistion of the human world." The creature said, almost screaming at him.
    "Delightful, its almost time to show these fools what i can do..." And as he stood and walked from the throne to begin the ritual, the world seemed to cringe, fear swept across the dimensions, evil had awoken.