A shadow began to move, creeping down from the tree out into the night. It reaked of death, smelled of one thousand rotting corpses. It was said to consume a man in an instant. Imagine the last thing you know is the smell of death and an all consuming darkness. The last thing you feel is loss of all happiness, becoming an emotionless being, your heart shriveled from the creating of the void now in your chest. You exist not to the outer world, but yet you just are. This creature, this being, it moved through the night with ease, leaving a path of despair. The very Earth itself shook with fear, waiting to be consumed, dreading what was to come. Time seemed to stand still as it moved forward consuming all in its path, forcing it all into a dark existences
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