Blood Thirst Blight

Just a poem from another failed attempt story..

As the Stake rises and is smashed through my heart I see the last of the greatest race die.

Author's Note

Short and to the point. Your comments I'm sure will be longer?

Reviews

[Emily Rose]

Oh goodness! This is a really great idea for a poem - it leaves me hanging yet it gives me enough information to know what's going on. (Look, I've already written more than you have!) My only qualm is that I'm not sure whether to feel pain, sorrow, or, somehow, happiness. I think I've settled on a rather bitter tone for the time being, though. Great idea and, as always, well executed!