In the dark
the dread beast hides
its eyes awash with flames.
A girl afraid
hides herself
and hope it's lost its way.
A soulless scream
its haunting cry
rends a mind to shreds.
A single sound is all it needs
and towards its prey
it heads.
Do not move
do not weep
for it is almost near.
Hold your breath
close your eyes
the dread beast knows you're here.
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Author:
Jack Cohen (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 14th, 2021 08:50
- Category: Gothic
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Comments1
I like the level of dramatic intensity
you've managed to craft, within such a short write
showcases your practised skill of word placement
and pacing..
an intriguing read, thanks for sharing
Thank you!
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