The devil's rain torments the land.
Penetrating all those who will be trained.
Whispering into an open, listening ear.
The deluge forges a river from the gullible.
Branching in all directions, it floods the land.
Consuming all it touches and whispering its lies.
The river fills with the foolish.
They are willing to follow, floating to a promised lie.
Smiling as they go, they do not realize it is a trap.
The trap is subtle and inviting.
The unwary continue onward in the inviting river.
Suddenly, they hear the guttural screams.
Happiness turns to unrelenting fear as a pit appears.
The water in the river becomes thick and unyielding.
People are caught in their own dread.
The colossal flood spills over the edge and down.
Screams and wails of those who trusted the devil follow.
For those who trusted the whispers, it is the end.
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