I can hear them. Sense them. Smell them
Strangled, angry, bloodthirsty cries,
Bellowing from the Darkness.
The shadows swaying and pulsating rhythmically.
Growing bigger. Darker.
In the center of the inhumane dance
He stood,
Mangled, cracked, bloody body,
Piercing crimson red eyes filled with malice,
A wicked grey grin,
Slithering serpents circling his soul line.
I'm frozen
The shadows grow.
Surrounding me.
Suffocating me.
Snaking into my skin.
First bite. Teeth puncturing me.
Ripping flesh, cracking bone,
Bathing the ground in blood.
My mouth opens.
No sound.
I'm torn apart. Split from my damned soul.
In my haunting silence, the Darkness kills me, by HIS command.
LORD LOSS.