Diary of the World's End
Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 4:34 pm
It was October when they first arrived. Great wings carried them over rooftops and into our city squares. They dragged us from our houses, herded us, corralled us then branded our flesh with metal symbols heated in the roaring pyres where once our churches stood. Few attempted escape, and those that did were swiftly chased down and rended limb from limb. Our streets are overrun with shifting, shapeless, nameless things known only by their scent for blood and voracity for human pain. Within a day our technology had failed. We enter now a new dark age of fear and hate.