Prologue
The voices whisper among themselves; blood everywhere to a point where the soil is red. What have I done? They’re all dead.... If I run now, it would do no good. The earth must swallow me whole, it must or ... I don’t know what I’ll do for the pain.
“Bah-Bah little sheep. Close your eyes and don’t weep. Count to three until the screams are no more.” I tell myself repeatedly. In a world filled with greed, we eventually return to nature with the result of that greed inside our soul. We were too hungry. Emotions are dangerous. Look what they have done. Look around, all gone with their names spelled in their own blood. Lies have reached the surface...my lies but they held some truth, right? As the hands of the dead pull me in. Dirt under my nails. Arms crossed...and my crown covered in red. This is where I lay... with the beginning and end. The alpha and the omega. Who is, and who was, and who is to come.
The Almighty for his judgment is so.
