Lord of the Underbeasts' Ellyrium Wing, a dire legion of tumultous blight, shrieking into the night stars to illuminate the day stars. It swung with brittle wings of bone, a thousand shards of daylight falling upon the shore with each beat. This accidental illumination was welcomed like desirable flashbangs to wretched souls, as it kept the darkness inside at Bay.
Cycling across the circling expanse around the Earth, stability lock had come, and Lord Darkwing swung, shrieking bonification from its sliding skull plates, skeletons on the northern shore replacing the souls, who looked on at the embers of the eye sockets of their new lord. He was all to the crawling skeletons on beaches of dessicated megaplankton, climbing upon skulls unworn making up cliff faces, and ascending into a mountainous rounded skeletal arm. Lord Darkwing landed upon the thumb, black energy ensconsing his teeth, clicking to laugh at the coming reception of bone. An asteroid arrived at the Ring locked with the Earth, all full of incredible depths of calcium, full to fill the breast of the bonedragon with incredible strength. But instead it landed within the palm that drove hundreds of former humans insane to see, as they contemplated the expanse of bone hitting their eyes.
βSweet sky satellites brim us with bottomless treasure, oh yesβ he clicked, his eyes glowing, shooting a ray from his throat into the smoking asteroid, which began to glow and seep in the light of the surroundings, pitiful souls losing all hope, bone glowed and cracked as Darkwing tipped up his head chuckling with the screechings of his skull.
The arm slowly rotated, moving towards the Earth, so small from this flat Vista upon the locked Ring, turning towards a region of the spiritual world, Illuminating secret bones and known bones and secret skeletons and known skeletons. The Darkstar blazed in all kinds of grey energies invisible to the Earth, as Darkwing, now known as Darkstar, clamored up closer to the smoking waves of radiating heat upon the blistering palm of bone. Shock waves went forth across the faintly wetted shore, sending whirling tangles of bone that imprisoned many souls for dire misery. Lord Darkstar, his wings separated from his body and glowing Gray, flapped and shot into space.