Fog, you have succumbed to my fog. Fog, we all live in The Black Bog. Family by our blood and blood by the fog of this Black Bog. We stand together as one, hunt together as one, and work together as one. For we are The Black Bog.

We are proxies of the heart. We will kill in his will. We feed The Black Bog as it has protected us. We bare our weapons to protect it as well. Our master SeaSoul is a monster of words and sometimes the truth.

If human even steps in here they will die. We play no games for we don't care for another's life. Murder is like sweet chocolate in our teeth. You hurt up we hurt you. Each bone a creak from once it was. Kill kill, is all we do for proxies of The Black Bog must feed it and them as well.

The leader, SeaSoul is honoring and murderous. He will kill anybody who hurt or touches us and his Bog. The last of pure blood the only one of his kind makes him special. Even if it is just him and no one else. This beast is strong and holds our family together. Now, let's end this chat and kill this rat.

To know what this is you must read, The Fog Of The Black Bog. It's a very good book I've written and I do hope you enjoy what I have so far.
___________________________😅 Sorry about the poem of The Black Bog. I just needed to let some steam out and write a morbid poem to express myself. This is a poem for The Fog Of The Black Bog.

Also, I'll soon be updating it I've just had some writer's block my peeps.

💫Hope you enjoyed it💫