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An aphotic obscurity drapes it's suffocating blanket on the world, flambeaux that remain alive, flee before they are smothered in a smouldering blanket of flame. Grotesque winged vermin screech haunting lullabies to the world, who has turned it's back on the hopeless scenario. The once famous dominion now lays in ruins, asphyxiated beond belief. Precious few take an abyssal pleasure in their divulgence, and those I'd care to join. Hear the scream of the owl, who ensnares a mouse in it's claws. The circle of life can be harsh, but the circle of death much harsher. The verdure livid, it rustles as disguised creatures run amok betwixt the umbrage.

The zephyrs settle down, at one point they had snapped the branches off a maple tree, in wake of their jovial mood. Picking up silently, they cause death washed coiffures to billow, their limp strands dancing the funeral march in the foehn. Black depthless chasms shrewdly examine the encompassement, like a jeweler, looking for flaws, or cracks, and chiselling at it. A confounded whiff of oxygen escapes from partially-clenched kissers, into the mesosphere.
Mosaic-like apical tips agitate the virgin parchement, invading the rights of the land itself. Quadruple licorice fulcrums propel the piceous equine further into the dominion. Bunches of flawless muscles constrict and unsuit under an inky pelage, which shines radiantly, in spite of the murky surroundings. Dialating nostrils to the max, the appealing scents of testosterone flood the brain, overpowering her will, yet not the oh-so precious sence. Home again home again, jiggety jig.