Stare.

The night demands to be observed,
Its howls louder than all others.

“I am the dark.” It cries.

The strong stare into its face with a defiant stance.

Their cry shakes it to its core.

“So what?”

And for that moment, the universe falls back and flinches for them.

All shall end,

All but the echoes of the brave.

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