Fear Descends

I woke from a dream. The night was silent and desolate. Terrifying monsters lurked all around, strange gods chanted hymns, and silent lambs awaited the judgment of fate. Death, destruction, assimilation, endless malice flooded my mind. My mutated body yearned for slaughter and blood. I gazed at the wildflowers newly blooming beside the ruins and laughed foolishly. To be alive is wonderful!