She knew the cave was for acolytes forbidden.
It was said it could render a person utterly mad.
But if it was truly dangerous, wouldn’t it be better hidden?
Her curiosity evaporated any hesitation she might have had.The stone carvings were massive, reaching beyond the light of her torch.
It fluttered, spluttered and gasped in the airless cave.
With a quick spell she summoned light from her sorceress brooch.
Took a breath from the air-sack that would her life save.With a frown she studied the carvings, so intricate and complex.
Surely they belonged to the ancient astrology.
Or they meant nothing, only carved to vex and perplex.
Born out of a mad woman’s deranged fantasy.She sat down to meditate, seeing if she could find any meaning at all.
© RedCat
With a burst of insight the meaning to her occurred.
The truth nearly obliterated her mind, made her skin crawl.
They were incantations meant to summon eldritch horrors from another world.
Written for Wordle #247 at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie.
Obliterated
Astrology
Forbidden
Render
Airless
Frown
Hesitation
Quick
Stone Carvings
Massive
Burst
Perplex
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like on the cave on triacus
anxiety like that cannot be measured
only treasured
I love the intensity, density it really captured the feeling of anxiety.