Echo's and Agony
Lost am I here, in this shrouded mist. Silent as it engulfs and consumes wholly all things. A devourer... devouring, unbridled destruction layed siege to all things. All that ever was sacred, all that ever will be, itself offered these offerings. Be ever still and silent, try not to breathe, let this reaper pass now over me. Screams of pain so silent, taste of pain so sweet. Like a fool falls for his own foolery. Storm in the distance, though it's rains come swift, bruiding and building inside this cold dark rift. A fleeting gleam of the now fading light, as darkness gives birth to an eternal night. Hold now my breath, close now my eyes. Futile my efforts to struggle or fight. I shudder at the thought, wriggle in pain. My resistance mocked, no ground do I gain. Just as the sands forever erased by the sea's... remains only traces of echo's and agony.
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