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He soon finds that he cannot move his body,
as though seeing this sight before him,
has numbed his mind.
This creature that stood before him,
could it be called a creature?
It was so unlike anything he had ever laid eyes on.
He stands there,
still as stone,
staring on into the entity that was infront of him.
He barely feels the cold gust of musty air come through the old windows,
and suddenly,
it shifts,
and he finds himself unable to draw breath,
for in that exact moment,
he knew,
he was absolutely certain,
what he was trying to unravel,
was now unravelling him.
and he saw the glaring intelligence in its eyes.
(Source: silent-musings)





