Ibra, 11th of The Deep Cold, 1339 1330, mispelled. An elven girl, looked 10 years old. Possesed by demon. She lay in her bed,almost lifeless. Her pupils, dissolving. She cast a fiery blaze through the house, her brothers room, destroyed. I commanded her, I said “I come in thy name of Aeriel, repent, repent to her!” She responded, her voice changed, “I… I am the one who dwells within..” “Speaketh thy name, Demon.” I fired back a glare. “I shall not!” “Then thou shall be left in eternal light, shine your light, M’lady! ” The demon left, but the girl had died in 3 hours time.. -The writings of the Exocist, rin..