Manifestation, flying through the air,
Or better known as Feaster From Afar,
Woe to the foolish who enter the lair,
Of he who dwells on Aldebaran's star.
Avatar of Hastur, draining the life
From any domain in which you reside,
Those careless souls receive sorrow and strife
Because intruders you will not abide.

With shimmering form, enormous and dark,
Swooping silently on the unwary,
Your claw-tipped tendrils snuff out the life-spark,
It's a fool who would linger or tarry.
Merciless feaster, swift bringer of death,
Those who come near you will take their last breath.

© 1999 Ron Shiflet

First Appearance: NIghtscapes #11

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