A random amateur-ish poem that i wrote for my 3 vis ryori, based on will-o-wasps and Guardian lion statues :3



In the deepest of night,
at the chime of midnight,
Hallow's eve become alive.
Spirits haunt,
monsters steer,
and the shadows have eyes.
The ghostly whispers,
and wolves howl,
a special lion is in prowl.

From a crumbled statue there he lay,
moss-covered and decay,
a ghostly light emerged.
And from there on a great lion
that of stone and cobble
and rusty armour once adored
With eyes of faded sapphire,
and spheres of night,
the King of the jungle has returned.

So watch out on Hallow's eve,
on the haunted hour.
For he who has no mercy,
will surly have you devoured.

/too much randomness/ ermagerd