Voices at midnight
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The tattered pages of antique books, abscond behind grotesque shadows [ for @enchantedink's Halloween contest, prompt-5]

Voices at midnight

The tattered pages

The tattered pages of antique books

The tattered pages of antique books, abscond behind grotesque shadows

The tattered pages of antique books, abscond behind grotesque shadows, As the eerie voices

The tattered pages of antique books, abscond behind grotesque shadows, As the eerie voices appears through a

The tattered pages of antique books, abscond behind grotesque shadows, As the eerie voices appears through a thousand directions

The tattered pages of antique books, abscond behind grotesque shadows, As the eerie voices appears through a thousand directions, The candles flicker

The tattered pages of antique books, abscond behind grotesque shadows, As the eerie voices appears through a thousand directions, The candles flicker, turning the room dark

The tattered pages of antique books, abscond behind grotesque shadows, As the eerie voices appears through a thousand directions, The candles flicker, turning the room dark.

The penetrating wind blows

The penetrating wind blows, as the moon observes in the dark

The penetrating wind blows, as the moon observes in the dark, the ghosts creep from the shadows

The penetrating wind blows, as the moon observes in the dark, the ghosts creep from the shadows, The tombs creeks

The penetrating wind blows, as the moon observes in the dark, the ghosts creep from the shadows, The tombs creeks, as the skeletons

The penetrating wind blows, as the moon observes in the dark, the ghosts creep from the shadows, The tombs creeks, as the skeletons roam in the midnight

The penetrating wind blows, as the moon observes in the dark, the ghosts creep from the shadows, The tombs creeks, as the skeletons roam in the midnight, At the viridity of the woods.

The spiders crawl

The spiders crawl, over the decayed skeletons

The spiders crawl, over the decayed skeletons; The ghosts lurk

The spiders crawl, over the decayed skeletons; The ghosts lurk through the shelves

The darkling moon hides

The darkling moon hides behind the devil's lair

The darkling moon hides behind the devil's lair, as the ghosts dance through

The darkling moon hides behind the devil's lair, as the ghosts dance through the hallway

The darkling moon hides behind the devil's lair, as the ghosts dance through the hallway,

The footsteps become louder

The footsteps become louder, as the tendrils strangle me

The footsteps become louder, as the tendrils strangle me, as the sweven shadows

The footsteps become louder, as the tendrils strangle me, as the sweven shadows, engulf me

I lay under the staircase

I lay under the staircase As I hear the voices at midnight

I lay under the staircase As I hear the voices at midnight.

Thank you... @fantastic06

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