That, which cares not a bit. Fending for itself, seeking solace in its own shadow. Humility long gone, dissolved into nothingness. Slowly draining the life essence. Surrounded by an unceasing storm, It absorbs you into the gloom. It works alone, and alone it’ll strive. Faith and belief needed no more, Masters of the hunt. Hawk-eyed,Continue reading “(Inspired by a fantasy novel)”