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The wind is whispering. Sky darkening with grey clouds. Silently saying sorrow sung sounds. Soothing you before saying your fears. Whispering deadly into your ears. The wind is howling. Sky shattering with light cracks. Nature's fingers looking to snack. As they hunt for you in the darkness. Drinking the warmth from your larkness. Something in the wind, Changes and stutters. As if life itself, Cut it short of breath. Don't worry yourself, For the beast is without teeth now. No longer will it be so fowl. The wind is blowing. Sky burning with blue, as if it knew Just how to turn you a bright hue. As you feel the warmth, feeling well fed. A f

The wind is whispering. Sky darkening with grey clouds. Silently saying sorrow sung sounds. Soothing you before saying your fears. Whispering deadly into your ears. The wind is howling. Sky shattering with light cracks. Nature's fingers looking to snack. As they hunt for you in the darkness. Drinking the warmth from your larkness. Something in the wind, Changes and stutters. As if life itself, Cut it short of breath. Don't worry yourself, For the beast is without teeth now. No longer will it be so fowl. The wind is blowing. Sky burning with blue, as if it knew Just how to turn you a bright hue. As you feel the warmth, feeling well fed. A f

The gates to the dungeon deep inside the Vatican City opened with a rusty creak. The two Templars dragged their prisoner down deep into the confines of their most secret of areas. Their prisoner cackled like a madman as he said good bye to the light for what was supposed to be the last time. He rattled his chained up hands and legs as he pretended to be afraid. The Templars seemed mildly disturbed but tried everything to not show it. They dragged the prisoner down the hundreds of steps until they finally reached a straight hallway. “Oh come now brethren, at least pretend to play your part.” Reaper told them with a madman’s s

         Alarms started to sound through out the area, people were running inside the underground bunker as fast as they could. Chester stayed outside to make sure everyone got in. Everyone else was in a panicked frenzy as the nukes flew through the air, while Chester had his hands behind his back. Allison, his colleague, came to him with a hood drawn over her head and looking down through the sands that bellowed. "Chester! We need to get out of dodge now! This is not a drill!" She cried out to him on her approach. "I know it's not." Chester answered as he looked up at the sky and saw many lines of smoke. It was like watching every airplane i