Darkthorn Town Poem by Ryan Brodesser

Frozen in time, among the mountain pass


Darkthorn town lies like frozen glass


No soul stirs and no soul sleeps


And a sadness echoes, cold and deep



The men stare into cups long into the night


Drying to drink away the feeling that something, isn't right


And the clawing wind roars and hisses like a maddened beast


And the townsfolk gnaw on a barren and spiteful feast



Like the ice like the snow


Something is wrong to what none could know


Hidden deep away in layers upon of layers of fear


Piercing the hearts like an icy and subtle spear



It lies in every attic of everyman's homes


In the hearts of men in children's tale in fantastical tomes


In the ice they trode as they stare into the embittered sky


From cradle to grave where their beloved members lie



The town lies barren as the hopes who stay


Abandoned by great and heedless to those who pray


A madness the smothers love and leaves the miserable to drown


Beware your stay in Darkthorn Town