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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Within A Realm Few Are Ever Unfortunate Enough To Wake Up In, Part Two As the crying shrieks resumed and darkness squalled ghostly apparitions flew into the bloody corridor suddenly aware that sound and fury was again she in her new confidence stood firm, against fear and deathly cries against demons and ghouls, against great clawed beasts and medusa's spitting vipers against winged beasts seeking blood and slithering baby dragons belching red flames heroine renewed and sturdy shield in place, she marched towards the one glimmer of light- knowing hope rests on the other side yet the great behemoth had yet to show the three headed giant that always blocked her path, with the ghastly odor of decaying flesh and weeping pleas hanging from bloody claws and shreds of fresh torn souls another hundred yards was the light and a door she could see promise on its handle, salvation beckoning -this way pass- then a crash, a haughty laugh and a huge foot stomped the path, it had finally came, shouting, this way thee shall never pass not while my claws are sharp, my teeth hungry for flesh and beating heart, oozing red child step closer that I may smell my dessert so that my lusts for tender meat I may sate as she blinked it clawed at her head a miss and then up went her dream shield and out came her sword she shouted, this time, this time great epic pain and loss shall find thee.... Robert J. Lindley, 6-26-2020, Free verse, Part Two of ( Within A Realm Few Are Ever Unfortunate Enough To Wake Up In )
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