That Which Consumes All Things

It fell from the heavens

And brought with it blight

Contaminating the soil

Feeding on fauna and flora alike

But this glowing meteorite

Was but a harbinger for something worse

For within was a womb of pure chaos

That gave birth to this curse

Withering on the vine

Flourishing with decay

The corruption spreads across these lands

Black roots writhe in the earth below

A graying harvest falls to waste

Unhallowed radiance gleams from sickened oak

Suffocated by maddening vapors

Gestating in underground chambers

Formless, a monstrous constellation

That which consumes all things into its toothless maw

Amorphous, ghoulish miasma

Devouring all lifeforms within its vaporous jaws

Churning clouds of chaos

A living maelstrom

Not of this world

Born from the backwards beyond