Journey of the Unseen Wrath-Wende

In the darkest depths of a forest as old as time a shadow came alive. After many full moons a cold wind took the spirit, drifting unseen above mountains of darkness and forests of shade. A distance not of time or space. A distance of all and nowhere. To the forest The forest of our darkest fears. our fears of the light. In the starless sky only empty light can be seen but no light can ever touch this existence so great is its malice. Fear follows its journey past mountains of darkness and forests of shade. Thousands of eyes cannot see as the dread silently encircles them. Their hopeless souls are broken in the cold, starless night, there will be no hope for a tomorrow. The vile darkness is deepening over mountains of darkness and forests of shade.