The Beast

He had been running from the beast his entire life, yet was still caught by surprise when it dawned on him that it had already caught up to him.

The bitter and endless coldness that spread through the marrow of his bones the sign that the beast had finally sunk it’s teeth deep into his soul.

So profound was the coldness that it drove out all feeling warmth and emotions ahead of it, like a sponge being drained of water.

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