The horrors found new life in the periphery of our vision:

“Have you seen the face of fear?
Black lit eyes and teeth of coal.
When you can to dark adhere,
For speck of light will eat you whole.

Shadows move, slide and slither,
As the flames madly flicker,
Over yonder, hither and thither,
You are fast but they are quicker.

Can you walk this path as blind?
Could you risk to light your way?
If you do, your life’s resigned,
And the hunter becomes the prey.”