The Wolf by clabbert2101

Summary: In the dark of night, a werewolf is on the hunt.

This is a poem from the victim's perspective.
Categories: Poetry Characters: None
Warnings: Character Death, Violence
Challenges:
Series: None
Chapters: 1 Completed: Yes Word count: 113 Read: 1649 Published: 11/25/09 Updated: 11/26/09

1. The Wolf by clabbert2101

Author's Notes:

With great thanks to Bine (luinrina) for her critique in Poetry Anyone on the forums.

The Wolf

Spinning around, ”is something out there,
Lurking, hidden by the dark?”

Running now, I’m quickly fleeing
Spectres seeking in the night.

Sounds of pursuit grow stronger still --
Beating a harmony to my racing heart.

Staggering, muscles turned to fire,
My only thought to get away.

Falling, treacherous ankle,
Scrambling on hands and knees.

Fear looms large, the darkness shifting,
Forming into wolf-shaped doom.

Frozen, held tight by death’s cold gaze,
No energy left even to scream.

Ice-cold teeth, tearing my body,
Ripping, shredding, pulling flesh.

Pain like fire, excruciating,
Consuming all that I could be.

All that remains are yellow eyes gleaming
Filling my vision, before I disappear.

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