Mikey “Custodian of Soul” Post “Satan Is Her Name”

She comes only by the light of the moon, walking amongst shadows in forests absent of life. Her face, cloaked in goat skin tanned long before man had words for such, is the color of fresh ash. When she is near, your candles will cease to catch flame, and your bones will turn to glass.  No bolted door or barred window can stop her. Her intoxicating beauty puts you at ease as she gently embraces the back of your neck with her long, delicate fingers. But it is too late, for she is eternal darkness.  Her name is Satan Download at your own risk