Open The Door

The city itself glowed in gold, but all around it, were moats of darkness and what seemed to be those creatures.

Hidden within the cracks of the earth, or under the shade of stone away from the brightness of the city.

These creatures looked like black stains, as they threw themselves against the walls of the city, burning their bodies against the golden glow of the stones making the walls, and thus ever so slightly, dimming the stones down a bit.

Death after death, these creatures constantly crashed their bodies, burning themselves without regard to their safety or survivability, with only one goal, keep crashing against the walls like an endless tide that never yielded, tiered or stopped.