Spirit Invasion. A cinquain and etheree collaboration (Part 2 of 2)

A collaboration post.

tales told different

…..That time is no more
The darkness is now sentient
And the light has sent its warriors
Too few
But the battle has began!

From Part 1

Annestokes

She woke
To the sound of an alarm
Checking time to confirm morning
It was darkness that greeted
Not the usual light
The birds didn’t chirp
Neither was the sun anywhere in sight
The neighbors weren’t around and about
Neither did the milkman arrive
Only the insects crooned
And darkness was light

The Coming was not what we expected
Spirits needed mortals to survive
But angels would not possess men
And so, outnumbered, they chose
From the creatures of night
To fight in shadows
Nocturnal aids
To the few
good men
Left

Man-made
Messes nature
Moonlight their only touch
Confounded by street lights, path lost,
Haywire

She led the resistance, blew the power
For the lights confused the night creatures

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