Crackled Crypts

What perhaps can be considered one’s greatest challenge is facing the darkness ahead. An endless challenge of misery, fear and overshadowing dread. An encompassing ball of pitch black darkness, engulfing the skies in an atmospherically poisonous cloud of fury. The particles race at you, ****trating your skin and infecting your oxygen, depriving you ruthlessly of the air you so desperately hold dear to you. The crypts are dark, cruel, without emotion, without fear. You however, you can also live without fear, not cruel but compassion, kind, loving, understanding.