I just wanted to post a little of something that I am working on to give an example of my style of writing.

Darkness covered the land so thick it could choke you.  It crept in to the heart of man where it lay, unnnoticed, festering.  In a community where everyone knew each other and their business, things were surprisingly quiet.  No one knew for sure what had brought about the change, except those involved.

Years and years the evil had threaded and woven its intricate web.  An underlying growth continued to squeeze the very life out of anyone that got in its way.  Its strength was yet to be discovered, the source well hidden.  It was silent, hovering and deadly, no one was ready.

While on the surface all appeared to be normal, a caldron of suffering was silently being stirred beneath.  The dreams and visions of what was to come was slowly becoming tangible.  There had always been and still was a real enemy, unseen.  Several towns had come together to fight against this evil, in vain.  Unknown to most of them was that it went much deeper than they believed.  The depth in which it lay had yet to be uncovered.