Well Well, dear stumbler; what do you wish to find?
A haunted nightmare and a twisted anguish
The devil that speaks and A reaper unkind?
You have wandered to far, your mind is languish.
The devious whispers and an eye so blind.
You will be devoured by torment so vile
You will erode into dust, your bones will grind
At the hands of their master, no mercy in this isle
She will descend upon you in a heinous whisper
Venom on her lips, a malicious strife indeed
The master's son draws blood from your back with a gluttonous muster
A sinful pleasure, they will haunt, a neverending nightmare for you to precede.
So here you mope as they make you into a state of vanity
Yet, her lips curl into a malicious visage, as she chuckles at the missing of her own sanity
~Diary of a Reaper
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Drag Me to Hell
FantasyLily Holland is your typical 18 year old. A senior in high school, does her best to get good grades, has friends, and a loving boyfriend. But what happens when a twisted nightmare comes to life when a reaper named Morana kidnaps her from her comfo...
