CYCLES OF DREAD
CYCLES OF DREAD
In the wretched web of Time's cruel play, Doomed to witness horrors, night and day.
The Reaper's dance, a haunting sight, Each loop, a grim and ghastly flight.
Meet Alex, trapped in eerie throes, A spectral symphony of death's dark prose.
Each passing cycle, a fearsome brew, Unraveling the cause, the path askew.
Chased by shadows, the truth must gleam, Break free, escape this harrowing dream.
In the arms of fate, they twist and bend, Pray, dear Alex, this loop shall end.

