The Reaper Cometh

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d my quivering children, the Reaper is amongst us.

Morning rays pierce night’s dark cloak. As a hush falls, Grim solemnly departs leaving the huts and hovels behind. No townsfolk accept daybreak’s invitation as death’s aroma permeates all around. Rest peacefully my breathless children, the Reaper’s work is done.

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[Reaper Series Part One] A poetic reminder that sometimes there is no place to hide.

Minutes fade fast til midnight’s strike. As last bells toll, Grim ventures forth silently o’er the foreboding moors. Striking down all foolish wanderers who go forth before dawn breaks. Be watchful my anxious children, for the Reaper cometh. Prowling silently through foggy mists. As weary prey scurry, Grim slowly stalks through fields and windswept villages. Witless folk beseech dawn’s reprieve whilst fleeing down darkened lanes. Be cautious my frightened children, the Reaper draweth nigh. Striking swiftly, his scythe cuts clean. As the stricken fall, Grim skillfully moves among his night’s bountiful quest. Vainly, the hopeless wanderers seek cover, the hunt to forestall. Take heed my quivering children, the Reaper is amongst us. Morning rays pierce night’s dark cloak. As a hush falls, Grim solemnly departs leaving the huts and hovels behind. No townsfolk accept daybreak’s invitation as death’s aroma permeates all around. Rest peacefully my breathless children, the Reaper’s work is done. Copyright © J.K.Hammond, 2023

The Reaper Cometh is part one of the Reaper Series. Additional items in the series include the following: