Category: Writers Block
I wrote this for Lord Beelzebub, who is one of the Four Crowned Princes of Hell.
Wind Lord
I am the Lord of All That Flies, sire of storms.
I am the breath of worlds.
At my command, thunder shatters soft airs.
I stir the wind that blows from the mouth of Hell and churns the River Styx.
Rise, O winds, and send my righteous wroth!
Ravage the souls of my enemies and turn their dreams to dust!
The wreckage of their filth shall be washed away by my brother, and a
new sun will rise.