Creepy creature double feature…
Rusalka – The Wickedness of a Daughter
Drowned. A homely girl with little talent, sure to be an eternal burden.
I was ugly, that’s what the boys would mock. Usefulness escaped me. I could clean, whether it be our hovel, or the fish papa caught at the lake.
Papa drowned me. Violently, for spoiling the day’s catch. Accidents happen, but not by ugly girls.
He should’ve known it wasn’t wise to fish the lake he drowned me in. Now he will be my company in this watery grave and help to keep this malevolence in check.
Good thing. Else this ugly water witch would drown you, too.
Would it be wrong of me to skin you,
to fillet the flesh from your ivory bones
Pain spurts from your crooked mouth,
serenading me with your pitiful groans
The warmth of your blood bathes me,
as you cry frantic to your God and atone
Matters none cause your death is at hand,
and it is your soul that I will own
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Spyder Collins is a man of many faces. He haunts the caves of Colorado, where he weaves disturbing tales of horror and destruction. When he’s not agitating the minds of unsuspecting readers, he pens soul-shattering poetry.
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