Forgotten sands, full of hands.

Sickened , a nation on it’s .

Gasping for a . Praying for an .

But all they receive is death.

, scared, surrounded by desolate earth.

“Can we escape it? Will we survive” Is the nation’s .

All forsaken, all loves lost.

Until in the of the , a stranger comes, with him a lack of fear.

“Be wary, be swift, leave this

till the , run to the east”

He screams outloud.

“Hope can be found.”

But alas, the people live in fear.

Never to leave as the stranger sets off, screaming in tears.

me, my , if I did not try,”

“But lost them all I have, leaving them all to

He spoke out loud, while he hears their cries.

off in the of the east.

This stranger rides ever on, to survive this horrific .

The feast, of the unforgiving moon.