ISHAWEE

                                             The Reign of Insanity Dark night clenched its monstrous claws upon our heads, chortling happily between the trees of the Murky Forest surrounding us. Never had we known such fear : hope has floated away long ago, leaving us weeping in the World of Shadows. It seemed like it was never to come back again in all its glory. I was lucky, I was one of the survivors. The rest of us had disappeared in the battlefield and returned to the House of Souls. But somehow we still hoped some of them would hide in the damned forest nearby and waited aghast for help never to come. We dwelt in silence in shades o