Be satisfied when you, by chance,
Get a glimpse of where I reside
Shield you eyes, from my glare,
For it will, without a doubt,
Leave you blind
Eternally i’ll burn and grind
Materializing the dark intentions
Of anything and anyone that
Enters my gaze
Through that dark form.
 – Original-Dante ©2017
Photograph by:Â RobinHedberg
O.D. 