Pendragon
06-24-2009, 09:52 AM
In the Rue Morgue: Reversible #7
Blow winds—icy; clear and cold.
Moon full. Fearful howling,
slinking shadow. Alley dark.
Mortal wounds, torn flesh;
blood oozes drop by drop.
Gasping, spirit departs.
Hideous visage laughing silently,
shadows dark ; concealing all.
Grim stalker leaves…
Leaves stalker. Grim
all concealing dark shadows.
Silently laughing, visage hideous;
departs spirit, gasping.
Drop by drop oozes blood;
flesh torn, wounds mortal.
Dark alley. Shadow slinking,
howling fearful. Full moon
cold and clear. Icy winds blow…
Pendragon
Blow winds—icy; clear and cold.
Moon full. Fearful howling,
slinking shadow. Alley dark.
Mortal wounds, torn flesh;
blood oozes drop by drop.
Gasping, spirit departs.
Hideous visage laughing silently,
shadows dark ; concealing all.
Grim stalker leaves…
Leaves stalker. Grim
all concealing dark shadows.
Silently laughing, visage hideous;
departs spirit, gasping.
Drop by drop oozes blood;
flesh torn, wounds mortal.
Dark alley. Shadow slinking,
howling fearful. Full moon
cold and clear. Icy winds blow…
Pendragon