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A large shooting star rips through the night sky, momentarily basking the land with a bright silver glow, to others this would mean nothing, to others this would just be a lovely sight, but to one.. A creature as old as time and who speaks in deranged whispers from centuries of horrific nightmares and indescribable voices of despair can only cower and tremble in terror under it's blinding light...
Fear the comet of silver flame and destructive shine..
It will cause a great tragedy that will fuel decades of suffering..
It's presence shall bring forth loss and pain..
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They screech and shout in agony, their many painful pleas of salvation overwhelm the ancient critter. They hiss and growl like starving animals in it's ear, never stopping. Always crying. Forever howling. They're in it's head, clawing warnings into it's skull, relentless in their attack of forbidden knowledge.
Will they ever stop this eternal torment? Cease their torture on it's mind? Will they follow it even in death? Will anything stop their strangled sobs and screams of horror? WHY WON'T IT ST0P??¿
Now it's own broken voice joins the chorus of fear and hurt. Is this how it ends? Wailing with the voices of the past under a star that only promises years of wrath? Perhaps this was just it's destiny. Or maybe fate and it's cruel punishments. Whatever the reason it can only plead that the void is quiet, that the abyss swallows it up and silences everything. After all this time it hopes it's death is peaceful.
After all this time it pleads for an eternity of serenity