Raveling.

As we end another day, the lights dim and the sun stops burning. Moon soon is rising, bringing bright white light that howls in the night while the children are all tucked into bed. The wind howls oh so very lightly, the animals are sleeping soundly and the creeps start to crawl out. Streets feeling the evil striking as the blood dashes from all the murders taking place. Evil sneers in the face of good, while the good walks on hallow grounds. Demons start rising out of the crypts of the earth, their sleeping ground until the dark is ready for them to come out. Doors of the old souls begin opening, the blood stains on the street are beginning to smell of copper. Between Heaven and Hell, the agony is rising. Rising and rising.........it's Raveling.