wolfcloudfantasy

Shadows fall Encasing the world with cold. No Warmth. No Light. Darkness. Shadows shiver through the air Holding time still in an icy grasp. No light can penetrate This could of fear. So thick, Shrouded in demonic mist. No Warmth. No Light. Darkness. And when our screams fell On silent ears, It twisted through us, Filling the cracks of our hearts With Shadows. It willed us to follow The blackness that encased us, Dead to this cold world. No Warmth. No Light. Darkness.

I live to bring the inevitable annihilation of others. Chaos is mine. No one escapes the icy jaws of darkness for these sharp teeth are situated in my own maw. I deal the blows that send the incompetent into the abyss. Their souls are forfeit for encroaching on what I call my own. I am king here. This is all mine. They do not know how to listen to the land. The grumbles of the fires warn of their own deceitfulness. The sickening sands and mud do not offer any warnings but make sure their pleasure is known when they catch their meals. The wind screams out names of those yet to be taken, ones whose souls are close to the brink. They will b