Reach the whole in the earth
it creeps of reeking creatures
over lava rivers and stalactite
trees - coloring you autumn
but it is savage with fanged
nocturnal relics of beings
white eyes paralyze your soul
as your skin creeps away
hark the angels won't pass
into the hell within
burning flesh sizzles
into raw meat-ripe for eating
death is near, you could feel
the vibration of death rattle
within the caverns rage
run run before the reaper
claims your soul ...
Author notes
"This place is horrible. It's so bad my skin wants to walk away without me."
from the novel: Witch Blood by Anya Bast
A contest entry
- Novel Quotes by Gypsie Ink.
450 points, ended September 10, 2008, 7 entries
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Comments
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Intense!
Raw and savage! A most indulgent write. Thank you for your twisted entry and best of luck in my contest.
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