Nova

They inched closer to us like serpents in the night. It was the image of all things evil, of all things hateful, these clouds of darkness heading towards us pulling together like an angry storm. I didn't let the fear that burned inside my soul make its way to my head. There was too much I had to do. The clouds began to turn into bodies without faces, black ghosts floating along side the still water. Eventually, I could see the separation amongst the masses but it was nothing more than that. They would never be anything more to me than faceless ghosts coming to steal my soul, the souls of those I loved. I dug my nails into the dirt and let out an agonized howl.