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Tales Of Ancient Greece : Dryad

In rainy night,
Erifanos laid sleeping peacefully in his bed,
Until he was jolted from his dreams,
By loud banging at his door,
In a haze of grogginess,
But with enough sense to enquire he asked,
"Who's there?"
The banging turned to feverish clawing,
As he took a step back,
"It's me! Open up!" His wife's voice rang out,
Panicked and desperate,
Erifanos was perplexed as to why she was locked out,
And was about to unlock the door,
When from the next room,
His wife entered,
Carrying with her a lit candle,
Her face terrified from the commotion,
"Don't let it in." She pleaded,
The clawing at the door increased with madness,
As the woman outside yelled,
"That creature in there is not your wife I am,"
He then turned to see in the glow of the candlelight,
His beloved "wife" morph into a dryad,
With rotting flesh and twisted branch-like horns,
Protruding from her head,
Blood curdling screams,
Deafened the helpless woman outside,
As minutes passed,
Then the door suddenly opened,
And as her husband stepped out,
Shaking and covered in blood,
He hugged her tight and whispered,
"Kiss me my love,"
She then looked over his shoulder,
And became faint with terror,
At the sight of her real husband's dead body,
Laying on the floor.

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Not Explicit Content


Seems like this is a part of scary series. I thought the plot to be mooth. Nothing to suggest but much appreciation. Looking forward to reading next parts.
Thank you for sharing.


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a poem, but more of a story. I appreciated the story, just wish that it was more of a poem. ~ Geezer.

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Thx for the feedback! My style is " ancient bard-like style" (a poem, traditionally reciting epics and stories). :)

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A narrative poetry tells story through verse. Like a novel or short story.

"By virtue of creativity, my literary genre is poetry".


"Thumbs up"!

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