Heavenly Bodies
Shapes drifting down from nowhere, white, almost glowing. Humanoid
shapes materialising slowly but suddenly in houses and in streets, come
to devour our souls. They barely have features but their eyes seem
crimson black. They are like marble in their emotions.
They drift among us, feeding, sucking out our life. When we no longer
exist they evaporate back from whence they came. The world is still and
peaceful; they have erased all pain. A silent horror has come to pass
and none remain to bear witness to this unholy event.
I fear them and I know they come for me.