Originally Posted on: Sunday, December 4, 2011
Once was a Man
He escaped hell, the deepest and darkest of it's circles were his dwelling. In ancient history he was among the first children of Adam who was condemned and consigned to Hades. Now so many ages passed since the inception of Humanity has this being once a man existed in torment.
His appearance as a man was one of beauty. His stature great, but now was a monster. His hands where long fingered and bone, looking almost frail yet they where hard as stone and to touch them would cut flesh like glass. His limbs where long a gauntly, his flesh pale and moist, looking wrapped and torn and mended with cruel and wicked devises. His face was eyeless and his mouth showed many rows of large broken and jagged teeth without lips. He smelled of wrought and sulfur.
This creature had no breadth or blood. He walked by a sense unknown to man and often, especially in darkness he was keener to perceive his surroundings than any breathing creature could.
Now through realms of darkness and chaos he was empowered to cross and was headed toward earth.