spreading further, consuming all of the town in less then a couple of hours.
Dividing himself in to many ,entering homes to finish with the ones who woken in this nightmare and not die in there sleep ,fools they should have known better.
One of the first he came across was a youngling of about three winters ,sniffling and shaking as she was curled in the cold and stiff arms of her mother
softly pleading for her mommy to wake up and save her.
His claws trailed the wall leaving grows of rot and decay as he entered the room equally softly mocking the child with his own lullaby.
His voice of many screeching and screaming as his gnarled hand extended to the child but instead of taking her hand and finishing it,
he placed his claws on the bead spread
grinning his caverns razor filled mouth as her mommy and daddy turned to ash around her coating the little one in the remains of her loved ones she will never see again.Singing
to her in a bone chilling hallow tone,"Hush little poppet don't ye cry, the wraith has come for ye and it's time te die"leaning in closer ,the little girl
froze in fear whimpering as snot and tears slid down her ash covered face .Creating web like art work on her smooth pale skin,he curled one bone like claw