Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-35042251-20190923161415/@comment-39487125-20191117194721

(Oh, guess that makes it easier then.)

The music abruptly stopped as Nocturnus turned his head to a particularly dark shadow and glared at it. If looks could kill there would have been no survivors. "Nemo autem audire eam semper. Perdere, admonere mihi deiectionem quod Bibliotheca in umbra huius." He snarled. (No one will ever hear of this. Perdere, remind me to purge the shadow archives of this.)

Perdere glowed with sentient energy in response.