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Don't cross this path between that forest.

Their dominions are more vast than you can cross.

You'll never see the light and the end of it.

The silence of night is only broken by the wolves howl.

They smell your blood from a great distance.

They smell your fear still from more far away.

A black creamy sunset descends upon you.

The next moon is not at your side this night.

An horizon of unreachable knowledge write

your name under the almighty tables of destiny.

A sorcery that chain to you in a black conscience.

In a state of confussion you try to break the spell.

Nothing to do in front to a powers so strong.

You can remain here for all the eternity.

They will never let you go until you're consumed.

By the powers of darkness forever enslaved.

Not even a ray of light proceeds from your eyes.

They are so tired of fight against the fatal spells.

In a last intent without force a scream out from the mouth.

Ancient words shouted in darkness cracks the night.

Malefic chains are broken in a thousand pieces.

Almost you can't escape by yourself.

Too many weak to use the magical powers.

Wolves waiting his chance to devour your tired flesh.

They smell your blood from a great distance.

They smell your fear still from more far away.

Your struggle was in vain against the darkness.

They savor their succulent feast of white flesh.

"The paths of that forest are prepared

to host the footsteps of another victim."

"The next can be you"