The Unknown

It has started its way into his brain as it squirms and searches.  A piece of himself will be removed permanently for safe keeping.

When everything appears to be narrowing in its wake
The World will come silent and rest in its place
Choices will come that he must make
And Remnants found, it will erase

The beasts will lurk closely behind in the midst
Shadows will fall and cover any trace
He will find Death tempting but must Resist
An old friend will come that he must face

An old friend will be there to stop or start the beginning of an End. 

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