You don't need to know who I am.

I'm coming for you.

I'm coming for you.

Beware.


Never, shall you ever, know who I am. 
I hide in the shadows.
I speak for books.
But, Alas, books can't speak......
Who am I?
You ask.
My answer shall be,
Someone you will not know. 
You might know me, but, you don't.
You think you know me, wrong, you definitely don't.
You mistake me for my friend.
Therefore, 
Life ends for you.
Don't stalk me, Artemis. Only I can stalk you.