Gothicarus: Part I – Unearthed
Low and close and heavy,
The sound that caused her eyelids to part.
The blackness oppressed her,
She gasped; the jolt of air woke her heart.
Its pounding joined the sound,
Rendering her white ears hard-assailed
From without and within.
The sky joined in with a thunderous gale.
You can well imagine,
In this consummate cacophony,
She was slow to notice
The rancid smell the breeze did carry.
But mark she did, at length,
A fetid odor, slyly wafting
Through the bay, left ajar
And the sound of malicious laughing.
A hot chill ran through her,
She had dreaded this nightmare, now come
Still she rose to meet him:
The long-delayed war now had begun.
next chapter: Gothicarus Part II – The Summoning
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photograph by Duong Tran Quoc