It’s an unusually dark night.
The shadows
seep into the warmth of the earth.
The beetles
plunge deeper into the rotting
flesh.
The beasts tremble in their dens.
The air is as still as rock
waiting in anticipation.
The waves and the waters are
frozen.
The moon howls.
Millions of bats drop to the
ground,
into an ocean of muted crickets.
The eyes are blinded
and the skin sputters at the
first touch of evil.
The frost
takes over.
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