Black stained red miles ahead. Eyes with life prepare for strife. With angelic voice, he makes his choice. Chaos Control! Oh, time he stole. With past unknown, he stands alone. Ultimate foe By the name of Shadow.
Some midnight poetry about the world's best hedgehog, Shadow!!! I'm not much of a poet, so this might suck. My mind was being poetic while I was trying to sleep. And this is the result plus a tired me. Hopefully someone likes it. Copyright belongs to Sega