Now how I wish this you did not have to hear, dear.
If only it were so.
Yes, I do remember what happened that night.
All too well, who among us could ever forget?
Twilight wove her cape around us.
‘twas a night like any other.
All minding their own.
Till the footsteps cracked through the streets.
We could hear them.
Who knew what would happen,
On that fateful night?
When a cosmic wrath was unleashed.
And a hero fell.
Spectres floating forward.
In the cool night.
Men of proud bearing.
Unquestioning, unceasing.
None to stand in their way.
Only the flicker of lanterns,
Swaying with their stride.
I saw as they entered the house.
Blades flashing, fires feeding.
A rending clangour.
Shrieks and cries assailed us.
Cowed us.
Enough to make the skin crawl.
Lock the doors, bolt the windows, I said to everyone.
Praying for it to swiftly pass.
And when the sounds died down.
We knew.
Shadows emerged from the sepulchral doors.
What can I say about them?
Dead eyes, set on steel faces.
A burning doom.
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