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...of Eldritch Scripts

Within the arms of a grieving witch, This corpse of a thousand burns does wither, Into the night sky the hags tears steam, Upon the fog, distorted by wails of this haggard crow. This pale face, reflects upon the moon.... The sudden screams that bring her...

A Midnight Window

Bury me within silken robes that permeate the frost. Deep within this chasm of deep flora and bracken debris, .....and darkness. As time burns its hole, Within this grove, Weathering it's deeper scowl upon the frost.. (This Dawn that creeps, as t...

Adorned in Moonlight

A rain cascades, Misting towering structures, Eternally lit by torch light. No dawn ever breaks here, This land of endless moonlight. The rain casts down it's poisonous mists, It chokes the vines that clasp for life, Amidst the hope of a new dawn...

Monolith

As the scars dance across the sky, Obsidian hands peek through the linings, Under the midnight holes, The stars, beacons that herald this dawn, Of an age swathed in black, And ruled by pure terror incarnate, malefic... We bare this emblem to note...

My Eyes Close as the Maw Absorbed Her Madness

As fire spreads in the clouds, Our bones - our lingering tribute to the world. Ignited from towers, Grief and despair pour forth from the smoke, As huddled loved ones cherrish their memories, The fear of unknown beyonds grasp upon their realities, That...

The Enchantress's Tower (Part I)

She moves through the winds, As though with time passing through her hands, Arriving at doors of ill-fated men, Lustfulnesss is her avatar, A misshapen scythe her only tool. 'Seek forth amongst these wretched spawn, A Betrothed for yourself in this realm...

The Enchantress's Tower (Part II)

Beyond a ridgeline, A row of mountain fangs, There lies a tower of carnal despair. Deep within a haunted part of the plains, Erected aeons ago - by beasts that no longer crawl the earth. "It calls us forth." As though it reads our every waking thoughts,...

To Feast on the Dead with Nothing but Crows for My Company

This beast, lies with rotten scraps of food. Living alone on the last battlefield. Save for the flocks of carrion, To share my feast and recant endless forlorn tales. 'Beware the beast that lurks beneath the tower of ashes, He seeks to bring and end...