Phantom Recluse

In the hollow Where shadows breed He's crawling in silence His fate is decreed From scraps and sorrow He built his abode Each plank a reminder Of the life he bestowed In the prison of timber, his spirit entwined A phantom recluse, a life confined Unseen and unheard, his soul resides In the fortress of silence, he hides Within those walls In the hush of despair Lies a tale No one will share When curious souls Come to venture near They encounter a silence A void to fear No creaking floorboards No whispered breath Echoes of emptiness The silence of death

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 14, 2025