Journey of the Unseen Wrath

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.