Pages from Hades' Spellbook
A Gathering of Truly Dreadful Poems
Curse of the Necromancer
The power of Philia
brings life into these weary bones
from the deepest of Purgatory's depths—
Grant awaken'ness to my servants of Hades
and arise at my command!
These pawns of the Damned,
flanked in unison,
stretch wide as the east is from the west—
The Era of Extinction is NOW!
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The River Styx
The alluring temp-
-tation draws you down to my door-
-steps. The curios-
-ity inches your soul a-
-cross my river Styx
to the point of no return.
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Eleven
This spell is a long one
that would be read in two
by the the time my hands reach three
the very world that you know will split in four
at the arrival of the five Horsemen
bring down the Apocalypse from the six Wise Men
at the hit of seven my words will be fire in your eardrums
and I will unleash the eight beasts of Netherworld
calling out all nine names
for a beast comes in duo spewing ten plagues at the strike of
Eleven.
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Fated Love
With these cursed hands,
I will make your sorrows fade from existence.
Your love will never empty
for it will be refilled with the tempting wine of my mighty river.
With Hell's eternal flames,
it will be your light through my darkened soul.
I offer to you this Ouroboros Ring
to be mines forever,
my sweet, Demeter,
here in the Fields of Elysium.
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The Three Moirai
I.
Clotho.
The "Spinner".
I am the Giver of Life.
Like Mother Nature before me,
I also grant the breath of newness
to the deserving.
From my distaff
I draw out your span across the time of life.
My never-ending spindle
creates the years that are given to you in this life,
but nothing is for certain.
I am known as Nona, the "Ninth".
I am the Goddess of the birthing cycle during your pregnancy.
No life is given without my permission.
Atropos does not work without me acting first.
II.
Lachesis.
The "Allotter". The "Drawer of Lots".
I am the Decider of your Fate.
I am the Destiny of Mankind.
My task determines your whole world.
I measure out how much time you will have on this Earth.
I am called, Decima, the "Tenth".
On my measuring rod
I control how much thread Clotho will spin
and when to tell Atropos to cut.
You are controlled by chance. My chance.
It is random. It is pre-destined. It is my choice.
I may not give you life, but I can decide if you will live a long one.
III.
Atropos.
The "Inevitable".
I am Death. I am unavoidable.
Like my sisters before me,
I have many names. I am the "Dead One".
Your time has come when I arrive at your door,
my sisters gave you time, but now is no more.
I am the cutter of the thread of life.
With these abhorred shears,
I cut the ties from the world and you
in the manner of my choosing.
My job is to be your guide,
Charon is to be your ride.
Stick a gold drachma under your earthly tongue
is the toll for your soul to safely come
through the ghastly River of Styx
where your eternity is decided
in the Fields of Elysium.
About the Creator
Robyn Welborne
I am an aspiring creative writer who is currently working for my double Associate’s Degree in English. My writing has no limits and no filter. Anything and everything from all genres; if I think about it, then I will write it down. Enjoy!
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