Darkness Sleeps

Single file in a row bare feet freezing in the snow in a pile, bodies burn all wait fearfully for their turn ash and smoke clog the air ringing with screams of despair moving closer to their end their minds begin to slowly bend the snow is stained with crimson red drinking in the blood they've shed in the trees, starved ravens wait to feed on those who've met their fate more bodies burn, the bells tolls on the moon reveals a scarlet dawn as all the corpses burn in heaps just for now, the darkness sleeps By Morgan Mise Written December 3, 2012