The faint fluttering of tiny wings,
Sounding in the distance
Closer, closer
A golden gleam of pixie dust,
Drifting throughout the night
Closer, closer
A melodic voice,
Tinkling like chimes in a gentle breeze
Closer, closer
Ever closer
A famished fairy bearing crimson stained fangs,
Longing to feast on human flesh
Closer and closer,
Until you’re dead
What a lovely fairytale
© 30 September 2019, by Haley Scully
