The Glutton By TravisNix Watch

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The Prince



There lived a young prince

with an apetite indeed

it was more than just hunger

some would call it greed

gold, glory nor God could satisfy his need

he lusted only of which he could feed

when his father fell ill he was soon crowned king

noone could know of the doom it would bring

he ate and he ate until one day it seemed

there was no more food left for his servants to bring



The prince's hunger festered in him like an evil slowly poisoning his mind and soul. He ordered all crops be harvested, cattle slaughtered, milk, wine, & ale be pillaged from his kingdowm and hoarded within the castle walls. The ravenous prince made short work of what little his people had to offer. He no longer resembled a man with his flesh stretched and torn, mass layered upon mass, his eyes like staring over the edge of a great abyss. He was the abyss, an insatiable hunger now fueling his existence. He proceeded, sluggishly through the corridoors and chambers of the castle committing the unthinkable to whomever crossed his path; he ate them. It was the human soul he now hungered for, the only thing that could satisfy, if only briefly, the hunger pains that tormented him. No dagger, sword or arrow could disuade the lurking behemoth. The remaining staff and guards drudged through the narrow, body filled halls erupting through the front gate and spilling onto the cobblestone yard like a fishermans catch. Noone dared looked back through the dark vestibule that birthed them, noone dared risk gazing upon it again. The impoverished, starving people fled the kingdom leaving behind the sarcophagus remains of a castle and something that was once a king.

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Published : Aug 17, 2017