tomb raiders

I thought I sealed them in two years ago. Sealed them in to protect myself from the destruction they were causing.

I look at the rubble, the sign of their destructive nature. They have returned, but how?

The sand is their playground and they dig as they undermine the very structure on which I stand.

Defensive measures have not worked, offense is my only recourse.

Like snow falling from their heavens, it coats every crevasse. Like rain pouring out of the clouds it melts the freshly packed snow.

I know it's temporary, nothing can stop the terror, but I needed to feel in control if just for a moment.