| The rumble as the darkness encroached. A light flickered from the blade. Descending the invisible step he strode. Dark frock blowing in the wind as it howled his name. HEAR YE. I am the undead. The unliving. I am the spirit. His shadowed face glowed not in the black void. The scythe wavered under the cloak. With a swift and powerful sweep the orb rolled across the bloody soil. Resist me not for I am invincible. I am power. I am the strength of the universe. I am DEATH. Look me not into my eyes for you shall feel my wrath. The sinister wind howled. Screams in the night chilled to the bone. Rippled flesh crawled. Nowhere could he be seen. The sound of a broken branch. "SNAP". Then quiet. No sound was heard. Breathlessly they waited. Crouched in terror as it passed. The long flowing cloak swept the ground and the rustled leaves fell by the way. Creatures of the night held their breath in anticipation of their own demise. The lifeless soul whispered. Fear me. For I am destruction. I am evil. I am unknown. I am inside of you. All that I am, so be you. THE SKY VANISHED. THE STARS FELL AND CRASHED INTO THE EARTH. Boiling rock plummeted into the air. Smoke rolled. Flames leapt from the cracked earth. A smoldering landscape lay wasted. The Sun cried tears and put out its own flames. Darkness overwhelmed the blackness The air was thick and heavy. Lungs labored under the strain. He circled them and they hovered, cowering in the shadow of his form He raised his mace and with a deadening thud there was black. There was nothing. There was......... Peace Vision Quest � 2002 T Lovett |
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