#WritcoPoemChallenge
As far as a letter goes,
It was nondescript,
The message it carried was sinister
to all but you knew who to turn by looking heaven ward
you needed to not fear
the coming storm
you had thought long and hard about the trouble coming
It would come as it always did
at night in pitch black
but you where a creature
they knew nothing of
your very soul was that of
deaths hounds.
You kept things far darker than them
your shadow swirling from the ground taking the inky blackness of night around
it and giving it...