I met Caroline Stilman at a friend's wedding. Nothing happened there but I got her phone number and she got mine. To my great surprise she rang me a w...ek later and invited me to dinner at her place. I accepted and went with a bottle of wine and big red rose.Her place was in a good order, her cooking was great and we had very good time. In fact, such a good time together in her bed that I even got breakfast before going home in the morning. To my great pleasure, she even sucked me hard again. But...this is not that story.The story that is to unfold now is not the story of the Dark Lord's invasion or his crafting of a magical minion. No, this story is of the time before the Dark Lord's rise. This story is that of the mortal being that would become the Dark Lord, the tale of his origins and his transformation from mortal to nigh immortal being of dark magic.For there was a time when the Dark Lord was mortal. There was a time when he was able to bleed and feel pain and die. There was a. . Good times!✧ ✧ ✧My luck is like a bald guy who just won a comb.✧ ✧ ✧When I ask for directions, please don’t use words like ‘East’✧ ✧ ✧The older I get the earlier it gets late.✧ ✧ ✧If you answer the phone with “Hello, you’re on the air!” most telemarketers will quickly hang up... ✧ ✧ ✧That moment when you walk into a spider web and you suddenly turn into a karate master!✧ ✧ ✧I don’t remember much from last night but the fact I needed sunglasses to open the fridge this morning tells me it was. "What could you do that would be stupid? What do you mean ... here ... in this room?"Dave was on the edge of madness, and he knew he was going to fall one way or the other. If what he was about to say blew up in his face, at least it would be over. If it didn't ... well ... he'd probably just slip into a catatonic state of more or less permanent insanity, and end up sitting in a corner, gibbering."You and Neece," he started. "You're growing up. Hell you're GROWN up!"Both girls just stared at.