Library:The Illusive Passage

This poem by Keira OFaolain was submitted for the SotA Writing Round Table's "What Was Found in Ardoris?" writing contest and won third place.

The Illusive Passage
by Keira OFaolain

The shadows they do keep. Where no others are permitted to last. They look down on you like sheep. Of course it’s a must, that their eyes are filled with lust. Perhaps I'm mad, but it seems to me, The greatest kindness I can grant, Is a swift death you could never see, Surviving, a simple task you shant, Achieve, alive a state you cannot be. Do not feel bad, it is not personal. My hatred, you see, is universal. I live only to see all in my way, Tint the air a copper texture today, Every day, only the same, so the shadows say. They speak a tale, of where the corpses lay, In the quiet, the darkness that still lures, The bodies lay in the center, where the chaos stirs.''