Somebody's Watching…
By: Ersiffa Narman
A young boy is in the room
Trying to save the world form imminent doom
Put on this quest for a while
Fighting monsters and entering graves
Trying to save people from being in graves
So he is in the temple
Somebody's watching
He hears something as he is walking
He stops to listen
It was a bad move
It was a very bad move
Something is creeping in the dark
The thing watched him form afar
Waiting to strike while it's not too far
Its ghoulish hands stretch out
Waiting to devour its prey
Waiting to taste its prey
The boy doesn't notice
He finally sees the monster
His sweat runs like water
He found the thing who was watching
He is about to face pure evil
About to face the heart of evil
Maybe, just maybe, he'll survive
The thing licks its lips hungrily
The boy was shaking at the knees
The monster then attacked
It got a grip of its head
And tore off his head
Then it ate his heart
The thing finished off its meal
Leaving the hands on a wheel
The thing is known as the "Dead Hand".
The Dead Hand waits for its prey
To feast upon its prey
To kill another hapless victim
If the Dead Hand can kill the hero
Then there is fear out of your inner glow
Be afraid
Be afraid of everything
Be VERY afraid of everything
This is the legacy of the Dead Hand…
A/N: Disclaimer: I do not own The Legend of Zelda. All characters or places mentioned in this poem belong to Nintendo.