“The secrets do not know you. Prepare: they’ll whisper you your fate.”
Just a little bored morbid here. What’s yours?
( “Your enemies do not know you. So look away. They come ever faster” )
the eyes are not lost, but waiting. prepare. they come ever faster.
The secrets do not know you. Prepare, and repent, for they, too, have teeth and lie in wait.
