Tentacles

An eldritch moon shines dimly
Illuminating
Tentacles, cagéd, writhing.

A figure appears, black-garbed,
Whispering soft prayers
Wrapped in the pow'r of the gods.

Suddenly, he calls aloud;
Light beams from above
Casting out the clinging dark.

Screams can be heard all around,
Appendages whip,
Shrinking in upon themselves.

Another yell, and blue fire
Flickers all around
Purifying tainted ground.

Then the darkness falls again
Revealing clear earth
The tentacled scourge is gone.

Written for @PurpleQueen's #MidWeekFlash prompt on twitter.



Published by kizzywiggleboo

I'm a full-time mother to three lovely aspergic kids, wife to a special bloke, and totally deranged. I also occasionally write stuff.

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