The Chilling Night

The city was under siege.

It had been taken hostage.

The governing body of elements had collated and plotted to take a turn for the worse.

Not content with already chilling the souls of the people - they wanted to wreak a deathly shadowy havoc.

Penetrating fog descended upon the region like a concealing blanket of doom.

Icy uncompromising frost whispered its intent.

It whistled quietly as the people began to succumb to feelings of trepidation.

Lost in mind, lost in spirit.

Shrouding mist floated menacingly within the atmosphere. Skulking the lurid night.

Little red beacons sharply pierced through the fog and mist. Slowly moving through the centre of the plain.

Weary of what they could not see.

Cautious, because the unknown can bring fear.

Obscure silhouettes moved ominously and deliberately.  Drawing closer, until dimmed faces were revealed.

Relief was felt.

But for how long...


Demola, TCC