A Brief Look Upon Humanity

Leaves crumpled into shattered pieces, each pile no more than a stride away. The crisp wind forced the outsider back, hoping to subdue them. However, even with all its influence, the wind could not slow the darkness. It crept closer and closer to the heart of the forest. Branches reached out to cut the fir. Roots desperately struggled to make an impact. The snapping of twigs filled the desolate woods, for no other sound dared to compete. Creatures big and small cowered, terrified. Its utter blackness could be seen for miles. All knew to quickly evacuate as soon as they so much as glimpsed a simple reflection, or heard the eerie cry that followed its presence. Even after the forest emptied of the sickness, stillness settled in for the rest of the day. Everything it touched was left drenched in foreign oils. The creature's putrid stench remained until the rain reached down to soothe and purify the Earth. Some came to call it the Final Sin. Death soon became all, for the bipedal beast had little mercy to spare.