The Terrors of Wistalos

The Terrors of Wistalos

A Poem by Dannie von Österreich

There was a Wraith
out on the pond water,
a figure still, dark, 
howling and warped.
The shadow came 
with a steed of smoke,
a beast eyeless, grey,
lost and crying loud.

The Wraith, the Wraith;
pallid lipped and
blue veined, hanging skin.
It's blood long stopped
of warmth and flow.

Castiflis treads slowly
through lily and reed,
quivering from dread,
abandoned and sad.
The Man of Not stumbles 
in dank muddy waters,
flailing, clawing,
suffering it's heaviness.

Castiflis, O' royal Castiflis;
teary, golden eyed and
summer rose haired.
His blood rushing on
with vigor and fear.

The Wraith is piercing
through watery veil,
and walls of toad's moss,
full of clay from below.
It's ears are of a bat's,
sweeping low on
black velvety wings,
listening, waiting,
for heart beats in the mist.

Castiflis is but bone
sinking in muck and vine,
tangled roots, rotting oak,
snake and turtle's homes.
His breath is of a gale,
hard whispers between
the leaves of cattails,
gasping, quaking,
for the safety of the shore.

The Wraith, the Wraith;
woe he who becomes 
his own nightmares.
O' Castiflis, Castiflis;
you must escape this!
Such a terror of the flesh.

© 2019 Dannie von Österreich


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This is written very well, but I have one question: what is a Castiflis ? I can find no definition in the dictionary.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Dannie von Österreich

4 Months Ago

Castiflis is the name of a man whom I dreamt.
 Relic

4 Months Ago

I see. Maybe you could put that in the author's notes so no one would get confused. You write really.. read more
Dannie von Österreich

3 Months Ago

I prefer to be a little cryptic haha. But thank you for your thoughts on my piece.
Wonderfully scary and pertinent. Good descriptions with clues. Highly enjoyable.

Posted 5 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"There was a Wraith
out on the pond water,
a figure still, dark,
howling and warped."

Posted 5 Months Ago


"The Wraith is piercing
through watery veil,
and walls of toad's moss,
full of clay from below."

Posted 5 Months Ago


"The Wraith, the Wraith;
woe he who becomes
his own nightmares."

Posted 5 Months Ago


Are you f*****g serious?! This is amazing! "Woe he who becomes his own nightmare"? That's something I would imagine hearing from Faulkner or Greene, but I never did, so thank you for picking up where they left off.

Posted 7 Months Ago



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Added on April 8, 2019
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