When sunshine fades and the moon turns red the ones you thought cared have left you for dead.
The wolves will howl the wind will sing.
The shadows have shifted.
The noise has stopped.
It knows you're here.
The wolves will howl the wind will sing.
The shadows have shifted.
The noise has stopped.
It knows you're here.
The stars don't shine.
The clouds block the moon.
The forest grows still.
The crickets stop chirping.
Animals can be heard scurrying away.
You feel something is watching you seeing every move.
You feel something is watching you seeing every move.
The clouds move away revealing a horrible beast.
The air is filled with an ear-piercing scream that can be heard from miles away.
Broken bones sink in water turned red.
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Author:
Demonic_fox (
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- Category: Fantasy
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