Dawn, the start of day and light ephemeral
Dusk, the return of night and demons feral
My bristling, barren back, clothed by this forest night
Trembling hands, twitching fingers, grey nails
My only fork and knife, this bonfire my only light
Bones so brittle, a man so frail, damp skin so pale
Warming light in front of me
Chilling howls far behind me
In the darkness
Forever in darkness
With the silver bullet
I will find the way
The forest’s nightmare din, broken by this snapping fire
Illuminating the way, yet so lethal its burn
Upon my chest, the body of a varnished lyre
Humming and strumming to stop this coming turn
So sweet is the sound around me
Cackles of demons surround me
In the darkness
Forever in darkness
With the silver bullet
I will find the way
My mouth, gnashing teeth, a demon’s maw, licking fangs
This varnished lyre, crumbling in my hands
No song so soothing, as what the black crow sang
Now to turn, and join these demons in their clans
Destructive flame in front of me
Seductive howls right behind me
Salacious symphony all around me
To dusk
To night
And to dusk again
In the darkness
Forever in darkness
With a silver bullet
I will find a way
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Corey Toomey 
Some really frightening images there!
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This is definitely up there with Ink in terms of the darkness it exudes. I think I need to see a priest. 😂
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Good luck with that!
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