The full moon is calling to the wolves, to dissect their prey and spread blood
curdling atrocities among the fallen.
Hearts breaking, souls torn from
existence, spirits nullified in the whispered hush of Satan’s love.
The apocalypse is upon man as
their blood is tainted with the indifference of deceit fuelled mist
that descends from the pits of the abyss. Selene is calling for her souls.
Karen Hayward ©2016