Lure of the Gossamer Veil
written by: Enviara
Amidst the moonlight, a perception ahead,
where reality fades and illusion reigns.
There exists a veil veiling mysteries yet to unveil,
curious creatures can imagine why
an entity like me would wander inside.
“Indeed a human,” whispers said,
beckoning curious and daring souls,
inside where no mortal stays.
Hushed whispers calling my name.
The veil in my hand, a shimmering curtain,
separating the realms unknown.
Grappling with emotions, temptation wins.
Fear in mind, but why lose hope?
Oh, I must not regret this escapade.
Wondering what lies behind this facade.
An eerie silence consumes me whole,
a feeling deep that chills my soul.
What lies ahead is not a mystery anymore—
secrets guarded by an unpleasant petrichor.
The world that lies ahead gazes deep into my bones,
unreal it seems, seeing all the memories unfold.
A view so dark yet clear to explore.
Oh, it’s fleeting like my gossamer dream,
ancient missteps and mistaken themes.
Regret lingers and bitterness wakes,
a hint of anger but no remorse.
Witnessing suddenly the inhuman glare-
oh, indeed not a human, my conscience said.
A gleam of hope shines in my soul,
but all in vain, my mind calls.
Alas! The light that shines is not the exit, I believe.
The murmurs grow but no outcome brews.
“It’s you,” the whispers say,
but I couldn’t recognize the corpses ahead.
A misty figure rises above,
that inhuman glare—oh, the realization occurs.
The gossamer veil’s a mystery uncovered,
the shimmering curtain cleaving the world of the fallen.
The pale face all too familiar,
the raven hair, the braids I bear.
The lifeless eyes stared daggers.
The gossamer veil mutters, “The exit door is not near.”
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