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Misshapen Memory

His eyes flash open
His flesh is ripped and torn
Gone from his body
The memories are flashing through his brain
Like a rave gone wrong
He’s trying to retrace his memories
The pain is boiling under where his flesh once stayed
The trail of memories leading him from house to house
Trying to figure out why he got reanimated
Like a walking nightmare
He hears the screams as she’s swirling in front of him
Her hand reaching out to him as she’s burning in front of him

He’s reaching past his own prison trying to save the image before him
A girl burning, his love
His name on her lips
The fear, the screams echoing in his ears
The emotions swirling
He’s starting to feel human
But he looks down and only sees the bones protruding
No call for help, no 911 can save him from this waking nightmare
The answers he’s searching for, he doesn’t know where he can stop this
Go back to his grave

Just sleep away this nightmare

And at the other end of the string is the necromancer with his zombie lover beside him watching this drama unfold

Where will he appear next?


"My personality is basically a mix between a needy 5 year old, a rebellious teenager making bad life choices and a 80 year old woman whose tired and needs a nap." - Luna @bpdNymph I love so hard because I know how it feels to be loved so little Labels : : Gamer, Yarn Artist, DM, Hopeful Romantic

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