Post by titanlordcronus on Nov 24, 2014 13:31:58 GMT -5
Sworn in by the raven, taken swiftly by death, the fire burned ever brighter but now only embers are left. The shouts of the forsaken only received by the damned, one by one they fell at the famed reapers hand, although they were warned and told to stay away, they ignored mothers wisdom as he led them astray, and through the hell fire of tormented souls their suffering wont end until the halt of days, but that day will not come, time is only an illusion, they can never reach that peaceful final conclusion, no savior exists to bring that solution. When they looked into those black birds eyes it flew up into the sky and began to glide, at that moment they knew it was the end of their lives. Death, the reaper, the thief of souls, the almighty, the inevitable, the unstoppable and the unforgiving.