The Ghost of Revenge*between the lines*

I dance in the leaves

Their timely death beneath my feet

Autumns cool end

A prelude for their sins

The girl dances with me

Aware of her job

She’s only a friend

But to me she’s a god

The rest see a monster

Leaving death in her wake

But I only see honest hate

Their petty grievance culminates

She is a friend

               A ghost

                    A monster

                         In lace and most becoming of

                                   A fate

Inspired by The Girl From the Well by Rin Chupeco