A pair of mean, yellow eyes gleamed at the tl from the shadows.

A dark chuckle escapes his lips.

// I think twitter is doing another suspension spree

The Nightmare King tightly gripped onto the arm rests of his dark throne deep within his lair.

He snarled.

Pitch slithers through the shadows infecting minds and souls with his nightmares, and some with night terrors.  He chuckles watching them toss and turn in their beds.

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Golden eyes open as he gazes up and down the tl from the shadows.

Pitch's smile returned once more. More wicked and sinister than before.

Pitch looked up from where he was checking out his nails, his mile returned once more. More wicked and sinister than before. "Tell your friends the nightmare king said hello." And like that he was gone to spread fear to half of the world.

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// Writer uses He/They/Its pronouns

// Haven't been on here in awhile

Pitch rested his head in his dark hand as he sat on his throne in his lair, deep in thought.

He snarled at some of his fearlings.

A pair of mean, yellow eyes gleamed at the tl from the darkness.

A wicked laughter echoed from the darkness surrounding the tl.