She took her eyes off the people around her and looked at the world. The mountains and the snow, and the rocks and the sky. She tasted the air. Why would she want to destroy all this? What was it that could drive her to ANNIHILATE an entire planet? And what would she DO, once everyone and everything was dead? Who would there be to talk to? Darquesse smiled at the questions she found herself asking. No doubt, when the time came, she would fully understand why she was killing everything. When the time came, she was sure it would all make perfect sense. “Lady Darquesse,” someone said, barging through the crowd to throw himself at her feet. His left arm was in a sling. “I am yours to command. You have given me purpose. You have given me a reason to exist. What is your will?” He looked up at her, tears in his eyes. She kicked him under the chin, marvelling at her own strength. His jaw splintered instantly, but her boot continued upwards and his head came a p a r t around it. Some important piece of him, possibly his brain, shot into the sky like a football. His body crumpled and she LAUGHED.
