This is my first time writing for Elisabeth. This show has completely captivated me over the past few months, and I hope to write a proper story at some point. For now, I thought a poem was fitting.
I hear Death whisper my name
Whenever I am feeling low.
Enticing me with his gentle touch
Declaring my freedom only lies with him.
I feel myself start to give in
Until I see his victorious smirk.
That is when I turn my back
And flee in the opposite direction.
He does not tire
For I am his greatest conquest.
His shadow moves with my own
When he bores of watching from afar.
It is only when I call for him
He ever leaves me alone.
