There is a darkness that consumes beauty and buries it for all eternity. It doesn't happen all at once but rather slowly, deeply, and after a while, entirely. Anything left over is a memory of the past. The pain the darkness left behind was physical, emotional, and mental. When you were touched with it, not only did your body writhe with agony, your heart shattered, and your mind went insane. I only heard stories of wolves encountering it. Never did I think I would become a victim, or be the wolf to stop it.