~In the depths of a dark forest somewhere in the Ethereal domain~
Morden's study was cast in the shadows as it always was, pitch darkness save for the slightest rays of light seeping in through the partly opened windows.
The windows were covered up with large black drapes and only a slight parting of the drapes allowed for the lighting of the entire study.
Sat in this darkness was Morden, his brows were furrowed up in distaste as he examined a shard of the eye of chaos, twisting and twirling it in his hand.
Morden did so for a short time before he clenched the shard tightly in his palm, the sharp edges cut into his flesh but Morden barely even flinched, his gaze was narrowed and there was a furious look in his eyes.
