what wraith is it calling on

what did i see?

forbidden yajna

blanket in the air

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it wells up out of the earth

screeching to the pulse of the drums

till a shadow falls over the moon

erie apparition

cold spell in the night

prism in the leaves

as it makes me shiver

i realize

it is the girl that it wants