sands, full of hands.

Sickened disease, a on it’s .

for a breath. Praying for an .

But all they receive is .

, scared, surrounded by desolate .

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

All forsaken, all loves lost.

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

“Be wary, be swift, leave this place”

till the end, 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 ,”

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

He spoke out loud, while he hears their cries.

off in the path of the east.

This stranger rides ever on, to survive this horrific feast.

The feast, of the unforgiving .