Idyllizer
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A Lovecraftian tale of horror told in verse.

Idyllizer

On snow, his padded footfalls echo low

Heart beats: haste, fear

As none but its reverberations know

The ancient horror lurking near

A flash! Before the darkness rushes in

Not night but something deeper

Tentacles binding from within

Swift minions of a speaker

Whose very voice is sin

Whispering, listen, listen, in the language of the wind

Across what remains of summer's leaves

A murmured knowledge of the fate of thieves

And as the stolen idol drops

And the ancient one appears

His eyes begin to bleed

Discongealing the accumulation of his fears

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