Writing Sample

She stood, twirling her weapon to her side, and Arend stepped to her side. Taken as ever in her beauty, especially in her coveted default form, he was powerless to his body’s urges, and wrapped a hand around her waist. With the pull of his grip, she gravitated close to his body, and the two’s faces were mere inches away. Klaytaza looked at him with her deeply shaded eyes, bright and completely dim at the same time, and they took his breath away as strongly now as they did when they first met.
	“We can do this,” he breathed. “I can’t afford to lose you. The world can’t afford to lose us.” Arend gulped and searched her face again for any trace of emotion or inflection, but found none – as expected. “You believe in me, don’t you?”
	“Yes, Master. Of course. I trust in your existence. I trust in your touch. I trust your meanings. Even though there is no meaning to be found in humanity whatsoever.”
	“Then… Let us give the world meaning. Let us give humanity its meaning.” Arend’s eyes flickered and his lips twitched as he let go of the embrace and backed away. As the two of them averted their eyes and looked to the gate at the same time, they saw that they were no longer alone.
	There was only one person standing near the entrance, Arend realized after a second. He had blinked, and suddenly there was a man near the gate who had not been there before. The man was dressed completely in black, and was staring at the moon much as Arend had been doing mere moments ago. He did not know if this sudden vision was a Key or a host, but he knew they would spell trouble.
	Arend blinked again, and the figure disappeared once more. His breath hitched in his throat, panic slowly rising in his heart, as his mind raced and fumbled to understand what he was facing.