A  Universal  Plague  -  Abiotic

Vindictive  hands  have  embraced  the  oceans  before,  but  the  shores  had  never  recoiled  so  desperately.  Entrenched  in  several  principles  of  the  ancients,  but  primarily  twisted  by  a  more  cruel  modern  topography.  The  pure  will  enable  the  full  embodiment  of  pestilences.  Zephyrs  avow  the  notion  of  widespread  catastrophe.  Clouds  of  tragedy  and  calamity  extend  throughout  the  lands.  While  some  are  weak  and  futile,  others  remain  resolute  within  plateaus  of  extreme  pessimism.  Alarmed  the  cosmos  pray  amidst  bleak  auroras,  in  hope  of  crimson  tomorrows  for  mankind.  We're  like  an  epidemic  that  seeks  to  expand  beyond  its  terrestrial  bounds.  We  will  become  a  universal  plague  if  we  thrive  afar  from  our  margins.  A  mother  will  ingest  the  wine  of  her  disemboweled  sons,  but  their  remains  will  not  suffice  to  cleanse  her  filthy  loams.  We're  like  an  epidemic  that  seeks  to  expand  beyond  its  terrestrial  bounds.  We  will  become  a  universal  plague  if  we  thrive  afar  from  our  margins.