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...dancing shadows

looming crows

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a dark cat in the streetlights

the raging stroms of oktober nights

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a hungering hound ready to dewover

the last seconds of the witching hour

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the sight of a bloodied crown

clawed-off tufts of brown

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re-opening scars

out-carved falling stars

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a bloodstained moor

the opening of a cosmic door

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the ripped-out tongue of a liar

...a crackling... burning... fire.

so what will do you do? Will you approach the embers?

 

Step closer.

 

No, just watch.

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Speak to it.

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