The fury

Княгиня Татьяна Романова -Бродни
A wild beast, as if he broke loose
Incinerated with a threatening glare...
Crouching on his feet in position
Ready to jump all gathered,
Extracting the iron claws of darkness!
All who came across him on his way
Tearing to pieces in the animal instinct,
Biting painfully, scratching to the blood,
Suddenly froze, paralyzed ...
Seeing the sad fate of
Mutilated bodies in a rage
Growling of pleasure, without regret or surprise,
Again he disappeared,
Stupidly shattering his sharp fangs...