COME TO ME
I am waiting.
No wind will fall me.
No wave will take me.
Evil takes many forms.
One of its own is coming.
The deadliest.
The cruelest.
The leader of The Dead.
He waits for no one.
But I wait for him.
The winds will rage.
The ocean will roar.
A quiet will descend.
The end has come.
The battle between good and evil.
THE DEAD GAME will be played no more.
THE DEAD GAME
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