#horror in verse

[sailormoon118]

Full moon

I walk through the forest

As far from civilization as l can get

Breathing in the cool pine air

Catching the last light of day

My favorite time to hike

My body one with the woods

I feel something deep within

A tickle…

An itch…

…An urge

Something deep within

Calls to me

A darkness

A desire

A bad dream

I press on

My heart racing

As I hike

Deeper into the woods

I watch the sky

Shift from

Brilliant orange

To midnight blue

I shift my gaze

Through the sky

My eyes falling

In dismay and

Pleasure

On the moon

The moon

Is full tonight

It fills me

Us… it

With lunacy

My mind goes blank

All I see is white

I feel my body

Shift, grow, contort, change

Muscle, hair, nails, teeth

Ripping through my skin and clothes

Like tissue paper

The monster within

Coming out

I stand,

Bathed in the light

Of the full moon

I feel one with nature

No longer human,

I let out

A throat ripping

Howl

This is my night

The full moon

Is my only light

It bathes everything

In ghostly hues

I run in glee

My body one

With the woods

I slow my pace

My ears twitch

I hear

Snap

My prey

My sense heighten

I breathe in

Your sweet scent

Unexpected

People

This deep in the woods

I turn

Looking carefully

For your movement

Snap

Another branch

I hear you

I breathe deeply

I smell you

I watch and listen

Snap

I'm coming for you

And you

Blissfully unaware

And drunk

Based on the smell

I move

With silence and grace

Swiftly towards the path

Which you march down

Oblivious

As I stalk

My prey

Crash

Clumsy fool

My face splits

Into a menacing grin

I can smell you

Smell your sweet blood

I can see you

Your wobbly wander

Through the woods

Snap

And you?

…Ignorant

To my eyes

Which track

Your every move

Snap

I breathe in deep

Your smell fresh

Intoxicates me

My animal instinct

Take over

Crash

I tear through

The last of the trees

Between you

And me

Stumble

I allow you

A moment

To take me in

To breath in

The scent

Of fear

And you take it

And run

Crashing wildly

Through the woods

I love it

When they

Run

Your heart races

Like the sound

Of a drum

I can hear it

Pounding

You run

Because your life

Depends on it

I open my jaw

Glance at the full moon

Let out a howl

Close the gap

You look back

Big mistake

Your face

White with terror

Your heart

Pounding

Like a drum

Your smell

Rich with panic

My time has come

Pounce

Your face

Your smell

Your blood

Your panic

Your piss

I can smell it all

As I

Claw

Right at

Your throat

You let out

An animal scream

I echo

With a howl

Before I rip

Out your heart

Bathing the night

In a red hue

I howl

At the moon

As I tear through

Your clothes

Your skin

Your body

My meal

I feast

Enjoying

The freshness

Of my kill

Listening closely

When suddenly

Snap

Another

Perfect

I lick my lips

Drag you

Into the brush

My treat

For later

I breathe in

Soft sweet blood

My prey

I begin my search

In the light

Of the full moon

Breath in

Snap

I turn

I hear her

I breathe in

I smell her

I breathe out

I'm coming for her

Charge

Straight towards her

She sees me

She screams

She runs

I crack a grin

And howl

I love it

When they

Run

Blinded by the hunt

I run

She runs

Charging

Through the woods

Both of us

With precision

And grace

Faster

Than expected

But still

Not fast enough

Pounce

My claws

Rip

Right through

Her back

The smell

The terror

The blood

The full moon

She struggles

Under my weight

Desperately attempting

To escape

My grasp

I smile

I love it when they

Struggle

Her screams

My howls

Blend in

Horrifically beautiful

Cacophony

I rip

Her throat

To stop

Her screams

I bathe the night

In red

Again

But before

I can enjoy

The reward

Snap

Crash

Snap

I breathe in

Two

Maybe thee

My muscles flex

As I tense

Too many

Too close

I bound off

Into the woods

My muscles burn

As I run

With blinding speed

Through the trees

If they give chase

I can pick them off

One

By

One

I stop

Alone

In the darkness

I breathe in

One

Clumsy

Drunk

Breathing heavy

From the chase

I look to the moon

And howl

I smell

His panic

His piss

Alone in the woods

With a monster

I move

With silent grace

Through the woods

Closing the distance

Between us

My final meal

Of the night

He doesn't even

See me coming

I pounce

Out of the blackness

Straight into his

Heaving chest

I dig my maw

Into his neck

Bathing the night

In red

For a third time

I howled

At the moon

Again

I feast

Filling myself

On his flesh

I howl

At the moon

And notice

It has almost

Disappeared

Dawn is just about to break

I run

With everything

I have in me

I run

My own heart

Pounding like a drum

I run

A licking the blood

From my lips

I run

Feeling one with nature

I run

As Dawn breaks

I run

Until all I see

Blackness

My time

Has come to an end

When I wake

I am naked and alone

Lost in the woods

Bathed in blood

Breathe

Don't panic

This has happened before

This is why you hike alone

Lost in the wilderness

Find some water

Bathe

Try to remember

More than

The smell

More than

The taste

More than

The pleasure

Nothing

At least you were alone

You hope

As you walk

Back towards the path

Your car

Your home

Your life

Like nothing

Happened

You can do it

Again

You have to

[rosenkranz-does-things]

Praise the Signal which will not cease! Praise the sacred currents!

[adaki]

Wanted to do some biblically accurate mh art

[j0celynh0rr0r]

Burn them all

[localechoes]

praise be the saint electric! praise the signal that shall not cease!

[finalgirlart]

happy halloween everyone! here’s what i imagine a fishing village along the whitegull might look like

[unbloodiedmartyr]

Wouldnt it just be truly fucking awful if it was only people out here, and nothing else?

anyways this is like my favourite carpenter monologue of all time it destroys me. so yk i had to draw it. ALSO you can BET i used @catwyk 's incredible parish designs and @valtsv 's leech halo for faulkner. because i gotta steal their smartypants ideas

[possession1981-moving]

THE FIRST OMEN dir. Arkasha Stevenson, 2024

[3cosmicfrogs]

the silt verses

[mokadevs]

🐑 Prey at the Altar 🐑

You are the lamb. Prepare yourself for sacrifice. A short RPGMaker Horror game about cults and the gods that love them by versegm & mokadevs.

Download on itch!

A game including:

Preparing yourself for your sacrifice.

Or not. Or messing it up on purpose.

3 Endings, with 2 'True' Variants

20 - 40 minutes of gameplay

In-depth discussions on the practicality of sleeping on pews.

[field-cryptobotanist]

I love horror podcasts because you can be doing all the mundane things of every day life but there's always someone crying, whimpering or screaming in the background and I feel like that elevates the experience

[catwyk]

He prayed and he prayed, night after night, seeking some kind of absolution. Until the Scrivener took pity upon him... and she hallowed him. It really is quite a sight.

[rosenkranz-does-things]

The church bells are ringing from beneath. And as the bridegroom staggers back, aghast, he sees the angels part, and his promised bride comes forward to the head of the procession. Swept inland upon new towering legs, smiling as she strides forwards to meet him.

[vvanillavveins]

Humour me for a second-

Imagine that you and a podcast protagonist of your choice are on a road trip- but you're lost, going in circles, stranded in the middle of nowhere, with no supplies and no signal.

However, there is an old paper map in the car, which your blorbo can interpret for you whilst you keep your eyes on the road.

So, with all that being said...

[j0celynh0rr0r]

[localechoes]

woundtree or something idk