The Time for Monsters

<p><span style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 0.8)>The most powerful men in the world are hunting me for sport.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 0.8)>If I can survive the wilderness for a full week they'll let me go.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 0.8)>If they catch me? Every and any indignity they wish.</span></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>The only way to fight these monsters is with a monster of my own.</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 0.8)>A beast of nightmares calls to me through my dreams. The old world bleeds away as something primordial and terrifying explores the darkest reaches of my mind. Through glimpses I see the chitinous alien shell of this eldritch thing but I can't turn away. My fantasies unfurl at its curious touch and when I free it from its arcane prison it awakens something terrible within me.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 0.8)>This lust this rage this twisted bliss.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 0.8)>It stalks the woods for those that hunt me a tool of my vengeance. I wish I could say that's all it is but this forbidden desire won't go away.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(255 255 255 0.8)>I don't want the fantasy this monster offers me.</span></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(30 3 35 1); background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0)>I want the monster itself.</strong></p>