Blackheart

Folder: 
Lovecraft

Tentacles of cthulhu,

emerge from the abyss,

 

Surrounding your ship,

taking you below

 

Crushed by the pressure

of the Water

 

No chance of escape

 

Deeper and deeper

your are dragged

 

away from the light

 

All is black,

sounds of alien things

 

Fill your ears,

entering the crypt,

 

Taken to your resting place,

wrapped in sea weed like sushi

 

The beast retreats with his prize

to his home where his black heart dwells.

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