By: Brianna Lee Hubler
Copyright © 2022 Brianna Lee Hubler. All rights reserved.
The deepest dread Hides among the dead Clawed fingers, gnarled hands Scrape the mists of the Shadowlands Grasp adventurers’ ankles Trap them either above or below Until the darkest door devours Or the raunchiest ranch ravishes Their valorous souls For above and below stems The twin terror realms The havens for the depraved, The shadowed enclaves, Where the undead dwell And the Dark elves dominate Travelers beware misplaced steps, Upturned eyes, A glimpse of the hallowed moon Dispels eternal doom
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