Twisted Roads – Twisted Horror Stories by Matthew Tonks

Fathoms below your reach,

they spawn,

they grow,

building their kingdom,

strengthening their army,

waiting for the day,

when mankind must fall,

I see your look,

you think I’m mad,

lost all that there was to be had,

but I tell you this truth,

no lies have I ever told,

when they come for us,

I’ll be dead and cold,

long gone from this earth,

but you won’t have the luxury,

and you won’t have a hope.