Show, Don't Tell

He appeared in the night wearing the black cloak that signified his whole being. His eyes were black and it was as if he was peering into your soul. He had antagonized my world for centuries. No one knew if he was real, but I knew. I had seen him many times in our own personal battles over the years. I had tried to keep myself as inconspicuous as I could but as soon as someone realized my age he was there ready to pounce on me at any time. He had run me out of my own home, away from my own family and made it look as if I had murdered my own brother. I had been shunned and it was all his fault. I was done hiding, I knew that I had get back at him for all the wrong that he had done to me.

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