Forseen Events

Troubled times await you.

An enemy of the undead,

a villain in a tux,

a psychopath masked,

the suffering servant,

the clone,

the traitor,

the doll of despair,

An Advocate,

your own Caged ghost.

That is quite the list, little flock.

Are you feeling weary?

The traitor amongst you remains unseen.

How is it you do not see the one who aims to destroy you?

Stone cold is he.

Have you not been watching?

Have you not been reading?

Have you not been listening?

Now I must tell you.

I must show you.

There is a traitor amongst you.

Unseen

Unseen am I to you.

Unseen am I to them.

Are you unseen to me?

Of this you wonder.

Nay it not be so.

I have been watching you all some time now.
Of silence am I; pride praises me so for that.

I have watched as you all bled, the sweat trickling down from your brows.

I have heard every labored breath and seen every quivering limb.

Every prayer you have whispered, all the offerings to your altars of trash.

I have seen, I have listened, I have watched.

Such troubled times you all find yourselves within.

I have some surprising answers to your questions, little flock.

I am the boon within your dilemma.