It S Not a He, Neither a She But It

In wilderness it lives a creature it's not a he, neither a she but "it " with eyes as black and wild as storm it's coming is as if the whole area has been drowned clouds of darkness surrounds it deadly creatures protect it everything dies with its presence there's not any sign of life where it lives not a herb, not a tree, neither water but only desertness it s not a he, neither a she but a " it " king of north, king of south the most dangerous enemies combined their armies but no success, neither a boy was left no finger, no leg, for his life, the king of south begged but forgiving isn't in its habit even the king was cruelly killed it isn't a he, nor a she, but a " it " once it sees you, there is no escape you are its pleasure then it will torture you till the breathe last it will destroy your cast even death will not come as fast you' ll beg and it will only laugh until it eats you and finish its task for it isn't a he, neither a she, but it it existence symbolises death of happiness fire burns all over it with soul as dark that even satan is afraid And eyes so wild that you'll die head and face similar to that of deer and horse eyes without eye balls instead of fingers, there are snakes mouth full of blood and mud a face without a nose with body of a human, height that of a gorilla its name is forbidden to take Amongst ghosts he is known as the dark lord human call it " it " if you take its name, it shall sense it and will get to you if somebody asks you for it, never do the mistake of taking its name just tell its not a he, neither a she but it there are rumors that it belong to the tribe of Gog and Mogs as its eat everything that comes into its path human, trees, walls, herbs, everything For the contest " it "