TICK-TOCK, tick-tock.
Slowly Through Time.
In the darkness
lurks many things.
The dark is accompanied
by the wind which sings.
The world in this place
is in its witching hour.
The darkness has been unleashed
To its full power.
The light has fallen
the darkness rose.
And with it many creatures
which no man knows.

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