Source:boy-so-pale
The sky fades to black.
The Dead have come back.
The moon turns its head from me
as the soft ground swallows me.
The dark surrounds me.
Long arms grab at me.
The end might be near,
but I’m without fear.
Wolf is here for me.
He won’t set me free.
I’ll become one with the night.
I won’t go down without a fight.
PREY FOR THE DEAD 
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