When Darkness Falls
Journel of Brian Lynch
A journel belonging to the monk Brian O'Donnel.
A leather bound book bearing the Lynch family crest. The book appears to be of high quality but very heavily used.
Excerpt: "I can hear the screams down the hall. Memories of a time before I was forgotten to this place. I long for the games once played with my captors, my interrogators, my shadows. The constant pain before there was only black. There is nothing now. Just this never ending black. I have been a friend to darkness, but there is no darkness here. Just a void. Blackness of heart, blackness of mind, of spirit. In every moment passes an eternity without end.
I know not when I am awake or asleep. Each nightmare consuming the other. I find myself in a pit; unable to tell if I’m falling. The world is gone, only my dungeon remains. I fear only the dust of my windswept bones may ever again see light. I pray for heaven, for hell. Either release. Hell hath use for souls. Mine has grown cold. Flames may do it good."