Writer: Dark Fairy Witch
Subject: Worship On The Beach
Link: MEWE / 13.03.2025
Spell of the Abyssal Grasp
From the blackened womb of the void untamed,
I call the curse, the fate unnamed.
Let silence coil, let shadows creep,
Let the abyss their spirit reap.
Oh devourer of light, unseen and cold,
Unravel their fate, let their story be told.
May their breath be labored, their heartbeat slow,
As the weight of nothingness drags them below.
No mercy granted, no prayers heard,
Only whispers drowned in a final word.
Their name erased, their path undone,
Bound to the dark—never to run.
May their steps falter, may their hands decay,
Let the void consume what won’t obey.
May ruin embrace them, may rot entwine,
Let their soul be swallowed in endless time.
By the shadows deep, by the fate I weave,
This curse is sealed—they shall not leave.