📚My Pages [Tales]

Deep in these halls, bound in flesh and teeth, Lies the Book of the Dead, hidden beneath You want to purge this cursed tome But I feed it spirits… it guards my home Shelves that grow, floors that quake Books crash down with every step you take Something moves at the edge of your sight Darkness flees as you shine your light You think it’s a game, but I set the rules Every turn you take, can end you fools The books are alive, the halls are my stages Leave here now, or be added to my pages Candles flicker as you scramble near Groaning books that feed off fear Another opens, a wraith breaks free Exit now, or you're staying with me You dive, you duck, as the stacks collide Stories unfold, the phantoms glide Each foe you face is fresh from my collection And soon we will add you to our history section You think it’s a game, but I set the rules Every turn you take, can end you fools The books are alive, the halls are my stages Leave here now, or be added to my pages There it sits, the book you crave You reach, it watches… you must be brave Its skin twists as its teeth contort An unsettling grin as your time's cut short You snatch the tome, hands on the prize The cursed book flashes, blinding your eyes You hear the halls scream as you regain vision The spirits rushing out from their hardback prisons You hide in fear as phantoms rise I watch, amused… a glint in my eyes You think you've won You barely survived So I'll leave unnoticed It's not my time Take the book. It’s overdue… and so are you