'For what is it that the very ground trembles beneath angry thunderous hooves. For what purpose is it that the sky grows sickly black as from the wasted corpses burning. Is it for evil is in flight and for you this night is stalking? Can you see as the shadow from the sun is faded from the cities to the cries of anguished mothers? Can you see them riding hard as the wind howls to hail their approach? For the world behind them is consumed, rotting in a nightmarish eclipse of war, pestilence, famine and death. Sent forth to destroy the world as the night consumes the light. Hell bent in the ashes of the world so be it that we shall rightly fear the dark riders that are coming. These bitter ghosts, the very four who have been unleashed and dammed so that they shall bring to us the bitter end with wailing and gnashing of teeth, these are the very four equestrians of the apocalypse.... And for us all ... they are coming.....'

I created this gem for the September '04 cover for the Elfwood E-Zine, Woodworks.