Rainy Basin

by Trip

 

Take heed of what I speak this day
The time ahead is troubled and clouds gray
The creatures of the land bow their heads and morn
For another friend from them is torn
Walking in a path in dangers eyes
The steps of caution does the feet abide
But when dancing with the devil you are sure to get stung
In this place only vines are hung
Ground soft and air thick with dew
This is a place for only the few
The time is near and the day shorter than most
This will be the last day for the new host
He has wandered to far for help to hear
With chilling steps the danger draws near
For this carnivore is on the hunt for its food
And the unlucky traveler will feed it's brood
 

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