...Something...

...that's what it was...

It's claws spreaded the clouds, ripping them apart.
Blood poured into our vally, flooded our souls....

The Something had red eyes, there seem to be a thousand of eyes...
It's arms long, finger made for clawing the earth, and a smile white and peircing...


...Wait?


Do you hear that?


I now, it takes a couragous soul to crawl across the creatures laying and moaning around you...
But it must be done... and so it was....

But can you not hear it?

I'm asking, shaking and pleading with the other creatures....

do you hear it?

They would murmur.... and say the same thing as always....

fears

I'm standing, which is a sin... I'm yelling back mocking the things sound....

It was beautiful .... and like me... it too wanted something...

...something more....

...I'm laying... and bleeding...

...to stand is a sin...

... and there can be serious...

....consequences...