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The Necromancer's Downfall ~ The Bone Army ~ Part Nine

~~ A Collab Between Kelli and Mc ~~

By Mother CombsPublished 3 months ago • Updated 3 months ago • 2 min read
Created in Gemini

~~ Part One ~~ MC

~~ Part Two ~~ Kelli

~~ Part Three ~~ MC

~~ Part Four ~~ Kelli

~~ Part Five ~~ MC

~~ Part Six ~~ Kelli

~~ Part Seven ~~ MC

~~ Part Eight ~~ Kelli

~~ Part Nine~~ MC 🔽🔽

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As Lord Bisnifagus fell, he knew he was doomed

So with a loud curse, he damned the duo to hell

With a final cry cast to the heavens

He called upon the power of the Archangel, Michael

And as he drew his final breath

A bolt of white light shot down from the heavens

Striking the headstone directly beside him

Belonging to dear old Miss Belinda Evans

She who had been loved by all in her life

But carried a secret of power to her grave

For dear Miss Belinda was no ordinary gal

A witch to the nth degree, she knew just how to behave

Clothes hanging rottedly from her corpse

Flesh hanging from her nose and chin

And starting to shimmy-shimmy shim

She had a banishing spell to begin

For with her sightless eyes

She’d summed up the scene

She took it all in and added it up

For even in death, her mind was keen

With a voice that came from nowhere and everywhere

In an unknown language, she began to speak

With a scream, Luce and the Bastard began to quake

Attempting to run, but it was too late

Words began to form, floating around the duo pair

Swirling, creating a mist, the two had now met their fate

The Witch continued to chant

With an ill omen, a rooster crowed in the night

The Pirate and Luce fought back, but they began to float

With the colorful beams and bolts, the graveyard was a sight

The witch cackled one last time

Reaching out her hands, she sent out double streams of power

She knew she had won, as they melted into goo

For everyone knew, you didn’t mess with a witch in the Witching hour

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Now this is the tale that was told to us two

We’ve repeated it word for word just for you

So even though this piece is through

Just know we plan another little duo

If you enjoyed our little rendition, tell us so

This is something we enjoy to do

Feel free to ask if you’d like to join in, also

We accept prompts, too

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Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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    Written by Mother Combs