The Dead Marshes
Dec. 19th, 2009 01:17 pmI know you have a desire for death...
If you are weary,
Share our rest.
A shift in setting now, to that rather creepifying locale that must be crossed, an old water-filled battlefield with dead that do not quite die, from the viewpoint of one of its inhabitants.
The Dead Marshes
( The foul reeds are my rushes, the silt my bed, the water, my shroud )
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If you are weary,
Share our rest.
A shift in setting now, to that rather creepifying locale that must be crossed, an old water-filled battlefield with dead that do not quite die, from the viewpoint of one of its inhabitants.
The Dead Marshes
( The foul reeds are my rushes, the silt my bed, the water, my shroud )
-