Something drawn in--
like a breath among thin air.
Struggling for a cure for this
this illness--disease--
that conquers all in the end.
What is to be done to
protect us all?
From this horrible thing
that comes on with
talons--fangs--set,
poised and ready.
It spares no one--
no mercy is shown.
Not even to those who breed it.
It is loneliness
and it will not fail.
Sent by a dark leader
to fulfill a dark purpose,
to lead all the world into darkness
with it.
