Balem's CloakOur sight has been taken from us, in our search to fill the emptiness each of us carries. Balem’s cloak has swallowed up the land, keeping us blinded from the true path. Like dogs upon the chain we each walk upon a circular false path, alone. When indulging in the scraps found upon this false path we fail to realize our bindings. Yet we adhere to this cycle; driven on by the beastly part of our nature, seeking to fill the void within us with scraps that provide a temporary and false satiety. Our dulled awareness inhibits our perception of the roaring beast that lurks within the peripheral of our vision. From above, the feathered Moloch seeks out your offspring with his talons; driving them from your protection into the pitch of Balem’s shroud, where they themselves become bound to their own false paths. If we fail to realize these apex predators of men, we’ll surely be claimed with a murderous roar. All is not lost though, there are flickers of light amongst us; our tBalem's Cloak by NobleThorne
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Been writing a sci-fi story for awhile, won't see it here.
Been drawling patterns for just as long, you'll see some.
Thorne is a character in that story of mine, not a transformer.
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