The disease drifted in and said, “Not here. Not here. Not now.”

The fog settled for a lifetime, “Did you think you were going to get

away?”

The sun sets further and further from the north, the east, the south,

the west. “Darkness is nearing why did you believe it would

disappear?”

The fire exhumed of almost a decade now arisen. “It’s not great to be

back but I couldn’t really stay away could I?”

You search everywhere, you think of every possibility and they snap

their fingers and say “Hey over here?! Pay attention! You somehow

have mistaken your brightness for destiny.”

They smash the floor and hammer down the ceilings. “See don’t get

any no new or smart ideas.”

The evil has gained back the ring. People scream, froth, nod, worship,

and cheer. “Wait till you see what’s in store. Wait till you see what’s

coming, our day, our vengeance. Sit back it’s our time now.”

That evil is overwhelming but you have larger worries you are

swallowed by the universe inside. “See we have made our return,

half a decade under lock and key, of course we would make our

way back, why wouldn’t we?”