The Forsaken Corpseborn Chapter 1
Chapter 1 The Siege of Grasda Part 1
Beginning with putrid screams,
The smell of blood,
Steadily filled the air.
As our mindless henchmen,
Slaughtered these gut wrenching parasites.
Each death provided us,
With valuable nutrients.
As I slowly entered Grasda,
I wondered how many enemies,
Would be waiting there for me.
Every broken building I passed,
Every panicked scream I heard,
Every littered corpse I saw,
Filled my nonexistent heart with ease.
For death was truly beautiful.
Only when we drew nearer,
To the town’s local church,
Father shouted,
Corpseborn!
Assemble!
I knew at that moment,
The siege of Grasda truly began.
About the Creator
Serenity Zahnle
I'm a transgender otherkin poet. I hope to meet new people and talk about poetry. I used to post my poetry on deviantart, here's a link https://www.deviantart.com/ssserenity
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I love the action and darkness. Can't wait for chapter 2!
Nice work - can't wait to read Part 2 :)
Fascinating!