Loud the noise of battle , bloody and debauched. The bodies of the dead stacked high
The smell of rotting flesh assaults the throat, and burns the eye . The stinking smell raises to the sky.
The wounded lay in filthy piles, demons and maggots gnawing on their wounds
Their screams of fear and pain add to the impending doom.
The Witch of the East watched through the rain
Enjoying the smell and screams of agonizing pain.
She was aroused by the smell of fear and hate
Summoning one of her minions her desire to sate.
The Battle raged below while she in carnal acts
Took such pleasure from a hound of hell, with his master she had a pact.
The noise they made could be hear below in the battle
Men shuddered at the sound, the demons were aroused and stampeded like cattle.
Mae and Ewen held the line
Fight on fight on he pleaded all will be fine .
How can that awful screaming scare us so?
It is a sound no human should ever have to know.
Mae was chilled to the bone, her soul felt almost frozen.
Her thoughts went to her beloved Polar Bear.
Where was he, she needed him. He had sworn he always would be there for her.
Tired so tired Mae could hardly raise her sword.
At first she did not feel the pain
Then it awoke in her as she was struck again and again.
Brave Mae took the savage beating .
Then in went the blade as she fell her thoughts still fleeting .
Up in the castle the demon and Witch both both reached a climax
He exhausted, she her skin all torn blood flowing in tracks.
Heaving and sweating with lust
She threw him off though he was in mid thrust.
The Witch felt Mae’s wounds and her pain.
Though in agony she smiled seeing now her end game.
Dragging herself over the demon’s
quivering body,
The Witch crawled towards the window leaving a trail all bloody.
With an evil glint in her eye she saw Mae’s plight
She watch as Ewen sped to her aid moving at full flight.
Her heart beat faster as Ewen took Mae’s bleeding body into his arms
Smiling she crawled back to her demon lover to drink of him , she had no qualms.
Ewen bore Mae away to rest to heal to sleep
It hurt him so to see her wounds. Out loud he did weep.
Mae found Polar Bear in her dream, helped by an angel with raven hair.
He stretched out and touched Mae , she felt safe now he was here with her.
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