Ominous Runes

A cycle of poems «Chasing a Werewolf»

The wind whispers secrets, a chilling refrain
Through ancient stone arches, where shadows remain
Carved in the darkness, a language unknown
Ominous runes, their power is shown

Twisted and tangled, a cryptic design
A warning unspoken, a fate intertwined
The runes they are calling, a voice from the deep
A prophecy rising, secrets to keep

The earth trembles softly, a pulse in the ground
As shadows lengthen, and darkness is found
The ravens are circling, a sinister sight
The runes hold the answers, in the fading of light

Twisted and tangled, a cryptic design
A warning unspoken, a fate intertwined
The runes they are calling, a voice from the deep
A prophecy rising, secrets to keep

The whispers grow louder, a chorus of dread
The runes start to glow, a crimson red
A power unleashed, a force uncontrolled
The ancient magic, a story untold

Twisted and tangled, a cryptic design
A warning unspoken, a fate intertwined
The runes they are calling, a voice from the deep
A prophecy rising, secrets to keep

The runes, they are calling, a fate to unfold
The runes, they are calling, a story to be told
In the heart of the darkness, where shadows reside
The ominous runes, forever preside.