Quarry’s Last Prayer

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Fear. I feel fear.

So intense my eyes refuse to open.

They have come for me, the predators.

I am their ultimate prey.

Now I feel my hands shake upon my face,

Hiding what is my fate upon this world.

For I am hunted,

By the Maw of Darkwell.

-M.E. InkOwl

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