~Creatures of the night~

In the hollow of the night,

When the darkness grew so might

And the frαgrance of despair filled the air,

Purgatory laments were sang to share

The torments of the moon's eternal slaves.

In a spell everlasting, olden their wit is now enshrined.

In a vicious, morbid dance are all entwined.

To their master's grievous calling they obey

A praise of blood that follows, seals their way.

Iron fetters their spirit violently confine,

The ancient curse no trails of light it leaves to shine.

From knights to killers at once they are transformed,

Ominous howlings from endless sorrow are being born.

At the crack of dawn their broken halves they find,

Only to realize their nights are made for crime...

Reviews

[GwenLark]

I really enjoyed this. Very well written

[Aethelwyne]

Glad to hear that! :)