Full
moon hangs on
indigo sheet of night; where
shadows roam free, forest below stirs
with a demon filled haze. Transformation
takes hold to fur and fang; growling and howling,
paws races across moss covered ground;
stalking, and taking down
demon prey.
Confusion screams til deadly silence fills
the glade. Wolven howls bellow beneath a blood
splatter mask; emerald glaciers pierce the spirit. Salivating
jaws apply bone crushing force, life's essence ejected from trembling
heart; blood lingers with a scent of sweet cloying copper, Raven
covens and wisdom death watchers peer from above; rivers and
streams once clear, turn black as pitch with crimson delight.
Divine howls with a carnal appetite, wicked laughter fills the
clouded night. Fanfir on gory wings, and brilliant scarlet
scales; swoops down, collecting mangled corpses
which dangle from talon's grasp soaring beyond
eyes stretch into Death's dreamland. Upon
the razor's edge of lunar blade, dancing
on Fenris's rage; fur and fang morph
fluidly sweet back to witches
hidden beneath fey
enchantment
in dark
glen.
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Nicly done
