Queen of Hideousness

Deep within Bellowserma’s heart, Is said to be a being of horrific might. With octal limbs, And equal part eyes of night, This beast of myth cares for none. She hates all in sight, And takes to devouring life slow. She drains prey in a single bite, Leaving a blighted husk to rot In the forever-night. With hideous love, She tends to her nest; Her gruesome nest, With gruesome care; A care which never rests. She scuttles about her woven home, While Hissing at movement sounds. She rarely leaves to roam, Preferring to stay and organize Her mounds of bones.