He has come for me.
the day has finally come.
I can hear the snap of twigs under him as he walks swiftly towards me
And the faint melody of his whispers echoing through the heavy air surrounding the trees
I feel a wave of bitter frost and suddenly the forest is starved of all sound
The abrupt deafening boom of his voice ringing through my ears as I collapse to the damp earth below me
My lungs rattling as I shudder in fear and cower to the ground.
He is here.
