Written for Crispina’s Crimson’s
Creative Challenge and for Day 5
of Sammi’s “13 Days of Samhain”
words “treacherously” and “tricky”.

Through twisted roots and mossy ground,
The hungry ghouls begin to bound.
They tread treacherously near and deep,
Where shadows stretch and spirits creep.
Past grabbing tree and tricky bench,
It leaves behind a putrid stench
Those phantom claws reach out for me,
To drag me down eternally.

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