I am another shadow. Just lurking around waiting to pounce.

I will slowly pull them into their darkest fears. Into the city of despondency.

City of despair and tragedies.

I will snatch them from this dream that they think is a reality. So that they will finally...

See the truth.

Where the rest of the souls lay, begging to be at liberty. Staring at me wide eyed with fear coursing through their veins.

Petrified.

I will welcome you with ice, cold arms. Something that you aren't used to.

I will epitomize the highlights that dwell(s) within darkness.

Some call me the queen of the shadows.

Others call me death.

It doesn't matter what I go by.

Just know that one day, you will meet me and..

That I will be sitting here in my dull, black trench coat.

Waiting for your arrival.