MoonQuill

_A Woman's Scream_ "The black Cloud of Death!" We stood there at the casement of the palace, gazing with a growing terror at the visible evidence of the tragedy which threatened. A black cloud off there in the distance, spreading out, rolling inexorably toward us. And then came the wind, and with it a breath of the black monster--a choking, horrible suggestion of the death rolling already over the city. We must have been fascinated at the casement for some considerable time. Elza's thought messages had ceased. Abru…