The Towers that Eclipes Darkshire

[Tom Marvolo Riddle]

Darkness enshrouded the pair of us as we exited the gate with little warning or need for such. Rather it was a quiet entrance that allowed me to split my attention mainly upon the question brought before me and the gloom beyond. The dilemma that was Jade Harley and myself was something I hadn’t really deigned to think on. Despite the child like demeanor she took towards the English language, befitting that of a particularly hyperactive first year hopped up on cheering charms and pepper-up potion, the was a manner to her that belied something I couldn’t put my finger on yet.

“Her reactions to the images of Nippur are telling.” I said before pausing. Jade seemed earnestly forgiving even though she had been horrified at the sights she had seen through my perspective, even with what I had inflicted on others. “At the moment I have no intent, though access to her social network alone may prove to be a boon too big to shirk.”

If I were to be honest with myself she seemed far more companionable than Nealaphh itself. Her like I had met a time or two; naïve yes, but certainly worthwhile when properly directed. The key was to find out how to break them or learn what their limits were and stay strictly within those boundaries.

Breaking such people always resulted in something inferior, the Myrtle girl being a classic example which ultimately had been a mistake on my part. One I hoped hadn’t been recorded for the masses to see. If it had, then I had no choice but to make PR a main priority. Until I could confirm or deny either

Going from that experience alone, I put forward my census of the subject, and hopefully that would be last it would brought up. “If I had to say, she would best put to use doing what she already does well and nothing more. Any progress beyond that has to be made to seem that it was her own choice and no one else.” I said in a reasonable tone.

Glancing out the nearest window I saw the briefest sight of tree shaped shadows underneath us; obscured by the dense fog but to the far right I spied something else more important. The dim glow of human civilization. Each light was a dying star, huddling to conserve itself and not attract notice from larger forces that moved its fate along. From my readings I had a gleaming concept what those larger forces were. Though I myself was new to this world, I would see such petty weaknesses overcome.

However it was humanity that I required despite its many… failings. Though humanity might have been a stretch from what I’d seen. The Omniverse seemed to be all of Reality’s rubbish bin, dumping bits and bobs where it may, without thought or consequence. Mediocrity was to be the most I could expect from a lot of situations.

“Pray tell, where are we to coordinate shipments of the ore you requested?” I said finally over the silence that had fallen between us.

“Darkshire,” Nealaphh pulsed, the word seemed to carry a number of impressions and bits of knowledge that seemed to defy the capacity of sound alone. It was also enough for me to research upon the Dataverse, to which was to say, there was not much to go on. Hobble would be an accurate description comprised of mostly secondaries and rumors of a prime or two. But more than anything were the descriptions of monsters.

Perfect.

“Somewhere within range of that place would be ideal, with the Village between us and this Dracula fellow. A high hill overlooking a lake would be even better… but worse comes to worse I can engineer that myself.” I said as my words curled a grin upon my lips. Improvements were cheap, and I could feel the memory of my home coalesce and something about my omnilium resonated with it. It would be enough to ensure the construction of the entire structure from foundation to tower. Everything as I remembered it, perhaps more so.

Nealaphh resonated a telepathic hum before the chariot of his shifted in response. Obviously he had an idea of what I wanted in mind.