OLD VERSIONDarkness was once merely a Plague, but in the body of Haskel Edelstein, its role had been transformed. Plaguehunter, HE was now, slayer, killer, ender of Eser HaMakot. HE was a slave to the millennia-old curse of Exodus. HE was its master and partner in murder, and in liberation. An old man, a tired old man with great fire in his eyes and greater duty before him: the destruction of the remaining four Plagues of Egypt, and their bearers.
"This is too terrible a duty," HE had once said, "for such an old man." HE only said such things to himself, alone in the Darkness. No ordinary man could know of his power, none of his peers could know of the mission with which HE had been charged.
A slave no more, thought HE, as he penned the letter to Death,
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Darkness was once merely a Plague, but in the body of Haskel Edelstein, its role had been transformed. Plaguehunter, HE was now, slayer, killer, ender of Eser Hamakot. HE was a slave to the millennia-old curse of Exodus. HE was its master and partner in murder, and in liberation. An old man, a tired old man with great fire in his eyes and greater duty before him: the destruction of the remaining four Plagues of Egypt, and their bearers.
A slave no more, thought HE, writing the letter to Death, a young woman named Amira Tal, weakest link on the long chain of Tals, her and her dear Aunt Kelila, the brilliant bloodbearer whose emotional instability prevented her from leaving the compound in Dimona. Amira would come, eager and unknowing prey,
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This is part of a series of stories I'm working on in my "Ten Plagues" milieu, and I've just started working on it. Hoping someone could let me know what they make of its opening, etc. It was a clean thirteen, at least before I added line breaks to make the paras read clearly
[This message has been edited by EP Kaplan (edited May 21, 2009).]
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