A/N
This is a short' poetic' oneshot that popped into my mind concerning the hydralisk. I posted it ages ago and took it down, but I've had a rash of ressurrecting old submissions. Just a bit of fun really.
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Grim Reaper
It lurks in cold, rocky depths
Of sand, clay and bedrock.
Patiently waiting for unwary prey
To near its murderous scythes.
Like the grim reaper himself
It waits to deal final, bloody death.
...
A grotesque savage monster
It wears organic armoured plating
So unlike that of its ancestors.
A grim undertaker of its duty
It rises to face its latest prey
All in the name of the Overmind.