Sauka

I can feel rain shatter pebbles on the ground.
I sense the feeling of emptiness from people around me.
Of the most treasured feelings that I share, shock is strongest.
Time stands still as goosebumps pop up from underneath my skin.
My eyes freeze in the rage, and everything turns to red.
There is no space left in the shell that I call a body.
Steaming down below, sitting on the scorching coals, is Sauka.
Don't tempt Sauka.
It has a hunger for the worst type of trouble that exists.
Sauka enjoys basking in the hottest of temperatures and screaming.
Shrieking into the early, it grabs at anything to destroying momentum.
Do you feel it's aura?
It certainly feels yours.

Filipe Santos