Terrorbeak

[d2r]

Hey, everyone. Long-time lurker, first time poster.

 

Something about Don't Starve made me feel like writing a poem. So I've decided to put it here for your amusement. I like to imagine the characters keep diaries. And that as they lose sanity, their entries become progressively more erratic as they begin ranting on and on about "shadow creatures". I visualized this as an entry in Wendy's diary when she's more or less gone completely insane (sanity <40, in game terms).

 

I will say, it's pretty dark. Darker than I intended it to be. So it goes.

 

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Terror, Terror, Terrorbeak,

Through the black-stained night you sneak,

From the shadow, from the deep,

To my darkened room you creep.

 

Terror, Terror, Terrorbeak,

Though these sturdy walls my keep,

Through the very cracks you seep,

Aiming for my throat you leap.

 

Terror, Terror, Terrorbeak,

For my virgin blood you seek,

Feel your tongue across my cheek,

Of what next – I cannot speak.

 

Terror, Terror, Terrorbeak,

You will never let me sleep,

Though I scream and though I weep,

To stop you I am far too weak.

[Hugo M.]

I aprovee this, keep doing poems and I'll aprovee even more.

[Luggs]

Quite good. I hope to see more from you.

[d2r]

Thanks, guys. If my muse comes again, I'll be sure to post whatever I write.