Darknights dreams

Alone i walk barefoot down this hall of dead leaves...In darkness i know ill find the way, ill try untill i do. With the icy wind cuting through gray woods their wispers can be heard on the breeze. Through this layerd shadowland the curious dark eyes of empty souls trace my every step. Their stares burning the flesh where broken shadows sharp edges cut like a endless wave. Crawling like bats on bark they twist themselfs higher for a better look. The wind leaving me frozen as deamon clouds kreep in...thickening the stark darkness with their apocaliptical glare ominously evil.They start to spit their acid drops and throw their flaming lightning. Feel the cold ashe drawn droplets roll down my face, bare feet leaving prints washed away by streams stalking through worm eaten leaves still alone ill keep walking deeper into darkness.