The Fell Tower
Decay and ruin under the cloak of night
By S. Eliza GregoryPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
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whithered and weathered, broke and barren
carved and cracked
the ruined tower stands tall
beneath the burning light of the rising moon
the ravens crow, the wolves howl
the cats shriek
the wind screams, the trees whisper
the leaves rustle
the dark tower stands quiet
beneath the cold light of the moon
the wind pounds, the rain beats
the lightening crashes
the owls sing, the dead serenade
the chains rattle
the old tower crumbles quickly
beneath the dull light of the falling moon
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S. Eliza Gregory
S. Eliza Gregory is a science-fiction and fantasy author. Her debut novel, In Articulo Mortis, is currently available on Amazon. She also hosts her own website and blog at https://www.selizagregory.com
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