Loon. I\'m Merely A Loon Stranded On The Darqueside Of The Moon.
Tune My Thinking 2 Proper Adjustment So 2 Best Observe.
I\'ve Been Here B4, This Place Is Scary. The Darqueness...The Darque, Seems 2 B Living Evil.
Cordial, I, Am While Just A Touch Wary.
Starry Space Sets The Standard Of This Blaque Place.
Froze. I\'m Suddenly Stuck, Standing Still, After Much Movement Forward.
Ahead: A Monstrously Splendid Necropolis So Radiant N It\'s Darque Textures.
Sights Now Also N View: Spaceships, U.F.O.\'s Unseen. Vehicles Only Imagined By The Most Gifted Imaginations, My Simple Earthling Mind Has Just Barely Thought On.
Alone. I Feel Alone As Blaque Magikz Take Hold Of Me.
\"Clearly See.\" Speaks The Cold Haunted Voice Of A Living Shadow. It Goes Away So Fast I Doubt If I Ever Saw Such.
Crotch Itch. It Hurries On Away. Unfrozen While Flashes Of The Other Times I Was Here Take Over My Head.
\"Dread Us No Longer, Earthling.\" Goes A Very Creepy Voice As I Realize I\'m Now N A Very Gothic Room N The Necropolis. By The End Of The Words Heard I\'m Gone.
Bone Sword N My Hand Which Courses With Blaque Magikz Unparalleled. Ahead: Monstrous B.E.A.S.T.S. & Humanoids (Each Horridly Took Shape After Being The Evil Mellifluous Of The Darque All About).
Route? Ahead. As The Intense F.E.A.R. Subsides My Blade Takes Ahold. Again, I\'m On The Darqueside Of The Moon.