The Harbinger of Doom
posted October 25, 2006 - 5:18amI am become like unto a pariah. My coming bears tidings of bad things... Something wicked this way comes and thy name is...
I am a cursed soul.
Be warned all ye who see the light of my eyes for I am the shadow of dark times, the avante garde of destruction and the harbinger of eradication. To hear my voice is to be singled out and to know thy doom is nigh. My work has no joy for I am the annihilator of all things.
Yet I am trapped in this body and lifelessly plod through the fields swinging my scythe to and fro reaping all that has been sown.
I hate what I have become yet I am powerless to change it. All things must pass and I am that which enables the passing. Ripe fruit and vegetables turn brown and wither in my wake and I am scorned by all who I meet.
Forgive me for I cannot stop this, I haven't the ability to change it and I know no sympathy is forthcoming.
But I must do what I was created to do.

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Empathy for the Harbinger
Lady:P
Vile
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