1. Electricity courses through my bones and I have become a vengeful god. Bring out your killers, your sinners, your dead. I will wash the ghosts from the shadows and in the sun streaked attics of the world the fortune tellers will lay down their tarot cards in defeat. We are just like them.
2. In the backyard there's a kingdom of fairies. Collecting the dew drops and claiming they have seen the end. The world is more doomed that they realize.
3. The earth breathes and it's fog and mist where the lifeblood seeps from its skin. The green tinged air hums, static filled and heavy. In the unknown places the old gods plan for war. They are coming for us all.