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The Undead
Every night the land is consumed by darkness, the only light is provided by the distant moon and stars that seem to shimmer almost innocently. Still life remains present even within the smallest of cracks. Innocence seems to pollute the air like some sort of noxious gas, choking the lungs of the most whispered of creatures. Out of the darkness shadows are born, they follow every living thing, like a parasite ready to infect. Strangely they are not part of the earth for they are nothing but the essence of jealousy, hatred and evil. They bare marks of their dreaded nature upon their dead and waxy skin that shimmers like water in the night. They have no face, only opaque eyes and canine teeth exist that can tear limb from limb. Myths and legends sprung around them makes them deadly and uncouth but still they follow in our shadows. They are the undead, morbid creatures of darkness, forever in our wake ready to steal our most precious gift that flows through our veins, that gift is life, given to us by our Mother, then yet Mother nature has a dark side for monsters of the night are born from the very darkness she provides. The undead – demons of the night, unseen and immortal.
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