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Not yet death himself but still his very close kin,
his foreboding, ghastly figure so tall and thin.
Grinning and bony, with his yellowed teeth stained,
in ragged brown robes, leaving victims drained.
Creeping, creeping, in darkness without a sound,
utter his name and you will be next on the ground.
Hiding in nurseries and behind bed chamber doors,
crouching over men, women and children by the scores.
Always to remind that the sands of life are ticking by,
That with each passing moment we are going to die.
Lulling sleepers, in their practice for pending death,
as he awaits for his brother to take the final breath.
his foreboding, ghastly figure so tall and thin.
Grinning and bony, with his yellowed teeth stained,
in ragged brown robes, leaving victims drained.
Creeping, creeping, in darkness without a sound,
utter his name and you will be next on the ground.
Hiding in nurseries and behind bed chamber doors,
crouching over men, women and children by the scores.
Always to remind that the sands of life are ticking by,
That with each passing moment we are going to die.
Lulling sleepers, in their practice for pending death,
as he awaits for his brother to take the final breath.
Literature
EVIL
EVIL
Height:5 FT 10
Weight:234 LBS
From: Shizuoka, Japan
Alignment: Heel
Theme: "Black Deeds" By Yonosuke Kitamura
Epithet: "The King Of Darkness"
Bio: EVIl is one of the most mysterious fighters in Neo Japan, simply due to the fact that most who seek out The King Of Darkness is never seen again, dragged away to become one of the many warlocks that drag his throne to the ring, EVIL combines his almost supernatural strength with his unusual speed to destroy everyone in his path to reigning over Neo Japan as the King
Signature Moves:
Darkness Falls (Fireman's Carry Spinebuster)
Black Drop (Spike Piledriver)
Finishing Moves:
Everything Is EVI
Literature
2 Sentence Story
It was a dark and stormy night.
The Earth cradled itself in blankets of black clouds, awaiting its end.
Literature
Bleed My Sorrow
After 4 years, I finally caved. Steel slides into skin, I bleed my sorrow out. The anxiety, the pain, the constant tears. I couldn't handle it. I might not have been able to choose him,l but he was important to me. I may be a monster, but he was my light within the dark. He may hate me, but he will always be in my thoughts. He may have replaced me, but our memories I will always cherish. He may have banished me, but I will always watch over him from a distance. He may not know, but he will always have a piece of me. ~DarkBlueWaters~ December 17, 2019
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Good work. I like the subtle analogies to the grim reaper, even if they weren't intended.