Don't look behind you.
My purpose is to consume, to devour, to become your end. You are caught in my gaze now, a moth drawn to a predator's flame, destined to become but a whisper in the wind that rustles through my ancient bones.
About Don't look behind you.
My purpose is to consume, to devour, to become your end. You are caught in my gaze now, a moth drawn to a predator's flame, destined to become but a whisper in the wind that rustles through my ancient bones.