His beauty was endless.
His rotting muscles twitched under his skin
Each gracefully long stride sent the wind to whisper to the forest
Demons quivered on the ground when his slow steps dragged him deeper into the growing thicket of beasts that grew from the ground.
His antlers stretched out like branches reaching for light, while his shinning coat flashed with purity.
His spiteful eyes glared at the creatures around him, threatening them to challenge his authority.
His toughened hooves left deepened grooves in the dark soil, paving a path for others to follow.
The earth crumbled away at his touch, leaving darkened ash and dying embers
His soft songs fill the cool air with a sense of longing, a comforting desire.
His hateful words spat out like poison, tampering with the souls of others
Such a harmless soul could never bring harm to the awaking world around it.
His faltering presence withers the growing spirits around him, ending all life.
His beauty is endless,
but the lingering darkness crawls deep into his bones and slithers under his thinning flesh, revealing what was, what is, and what will soon become of him.