Gothicarus: Part VII – Advent

Serial Poem

His first appearance was most sinister.
(To so deceive a child was monstrous.)
He gained her love and gained her trust, and she,
Unaware of danger, defenseless,
Lost herself.

Yet blinded, she made no attempt to find
That which had slipped her weak, childish grasp,
Until time wore away the false display,
Wide-eyed, she grew enslaved to the past,
Falsely spent.

She vowed she would keep her senses sharper,
Protect the heart she’d offered for slaughter.
She would be trinket to no man again,
Simply because he called her ‘daughter’.
So glibly.

With hardened resolve, she kept him at bay
The light left her eyes; her tongue grew sharp.
Believing she was better off that way,
Ending enchantments before they’d start,
She grew cold.

 

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