The Forsaken Corpseborn Chapter 4
Daily Life After Death
As the weeks passed,
After my first kill,
A new norm began to settle in.
Every morning I woke up,
To the sound of vermin screaming,
After a meal of human flesh,
I’d wander through my new home’s halls,
Until Father called for me.
Usually Father asked me,
To acquire specific quantities of potion ingredients,
Something your average zombie
Wouldn’t have the brain power for.
Exploring the necropolis Stelythex
Was my favorite part of every day,
In every part of the city,
Where the scent of rot and decay,
Seeps into every nook and cranny,
Not the smallest bit of sunlight,
Can be seen in the day’s sky.
After purchasing Father’s potion ingredients,
I would swiftly return home,
So Father wouldn’t get angry at me.
This was my new daily life,
After being reanimated as a corpseborn.
About the Creator
Serenity Zahnle
I'm a transgender poet. I hope to meet new people and talk about poetry. I used to post my poetry on deviantart, here's a link https://www.deviantart.com/ssserenity
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