Sinister Countdown- As the Light Fades

Quickly, as the light fades,

Run with me to the wall,

We must not be found,

Within these places,

Outside our beloved wall,

The darkness steels along each shoreline,

Swallowing all within its path,

Transforming beauty into decaying wildness,

And we will be caught within unyielding hands,

Think not of how these foolish tales,

Could never be true from places before,

A fool does not listen,

To voices past so chilled by death’s bones touch,

But run with me snd seek the shelter,

Of this imbued and holy wall of old.

-M.E. InkOwl


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