The land is cover by a dark, eerie black blanket and the glow of the stars
Yellow eyes scan it from top to the bottom
Until there it was, the kill
So innocence and vulnerable, the perfect pray for the night
With the speed of light, the kill is on the ground…with fear flashing through its eyes
The monster rise it sharp claw into the air to for the deadly blow
Until the soulless, yellow eyes see something in its meal
The kill makes no move to get away, but to only gaze into the eyes of the beast
The weight of the monster’s body is gone, and it steps away
Its deeps voice tells it to leave the woods or die now by his hand
His kill does not move, but ask why
Only says in return…”I am a monster.”
The kill shakes its head no your not, and only to leave the monster lost of his kill said
The kill wakes away, but says something that was another lost of words
….”I’ll be back, and your not a monster.”
Was he not a monster, or just one he was always thought he was
His kill had mess with his head and only to see its again, soon
Very soon…
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