XXIV. The history of chimeras - 9

You may think the word Death is a strong expression but no, in the middle of that night that word made sense to many of us.

We could not imagine what was happening in the cave of screams in the middle of the darkness, where only the desolation that surrounds the cave weighs, the gloom comes before the chaos and only the laughter of the children can penetrate those cold walls covered with aconite, or perhaps it is only the imagination of those who lie there navigating within the pain of their mind disturbed by despair, agony and rage that they describe submerged in that sound, for some terrifying.

No one could be able to imagine what within the darkness was planned against us, that all we wanted was to live in peace.

A being worse than Roxen, more corrupt, much more petty, who hates us, who fed on the living rancor that runs through his veins, only sought one thing to destroy what we love and know as a herd.

Two months passed in perfect calm, until tha