

Into The Darkness STANDING IN THE STAIR-WELLInto The Darkness by ~ErulisseMenathradiel
I HEAR THE FAINT CHIME OF THE GRANDFATHER, PIERCING
THE DARKNESS WHILE WINTRY WINDS CONSUME THE DOMICILE
ENTERING THE OPEN ROOM, A GHOSTLY
FIGURE STUMBLES FROM THE MIDNIGHT SHADOWS
ECHOING DRUMS, HIS BEATING HEART
CONSUMING
FRIGID BLOOD
PLUMMETING DOWNWARD STRIKING DARKENED GRANITE
CRIMSON STAINS THAT MARK EACH STEP MOVING
ONWARD, OUTWARD, UPWARD
REACHING SEARCHING
OMINOUS APPEARANCE FILLED WITH EMOTION
PAIN, DESPAIR, HURT,
REACHING SEARCHING
SHIFTING, ESSENCE OF RUBIES SPARKLE FROM MY CHEST
BEAUTY AND
PAIN
FRANTIC TO CLEANSE
CLAWING & TEARING.
THE DAMPEN
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