I've never moved from this Island
I envy you.
because I've lived on this small island all my life?
That sounds awesome! Better than a tourist town or the middle of the woods.
it gets boring here
When I was a child of only three
The Rotted man came for me
late one night from my open door
he slowly crept across the floor
he took me by the hand and said
I’ll save you from this life of dread
we left the house in the early morn
and took his carriage of blackened thorn
we rode for hours through thick dense fog
to a darkened unlit swamp filled bog
where top-less trees with hanging moss
were shields from the unseen winter frost
the thick wet heat from the dense cool air
crept up your back and through your hair
he took me to his house of bones
on a path laid with cobble stones
upon his door hung a head
of a child with hair of fiery red
his hall was bathed in blood red tile
the walls were stacks of flesh in piles
He told me of his protective view
and begged that I should join him too
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