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The leaves of the year had long ago withered

When my work drew to a close

The energy of my purpose alone had sustained me

Now I beheld the accomplishment of my toils

With an anxiety that felt like agony

I collected the instruments of life around me

That I might infuse a spark of being

Into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet

It was already one in the morning

The rain pounded against the panes

And my candle was nearly burnt out

When by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light

The magnificent creature I’d salvaged from death

Convulsed and contorted and gasped its first breath

In that instant the beauty of my dream twisted into a nightmare

Two years of devotion turning to revulsion

Was more than I could bear

I’d been blinded by the grandiosity of my intentions

Now as if for the first time I witnessed the atrocity wrought by my hands

Its yellow skin

Barely covering the muscles beneath

Its straight black lips and pure white teeth

Had been grotesque when they were incomplete

But now those limbs were rendered in motion

The demon became something else

A beast even Dante could not have conceived

And its eyes were fixed on me

While a monstrous grin wrinkled its cheeks

It stumbled forward

I froze in fear

It might have spoken

But I did not hear

Then as its hand stretched out I found my feet

I slipped from its grasp and took flight into the streets

My heart was pounding in my chest

The beast was all that I could think of

Its image filled the darkness of the night

The rain was pouring from a black and comfortless sky

As I descended into paranoia

Like one who on a lonely road

Doth walk in fear and dread

And having once turned round walks on

And turns no more his head

Because he knows a frightful fiend

Doth close behind him tread

I roamed alone

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