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The City on the Other Side (Malaveara)

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“All action takes place, so to speak, in a kind of twilight, which like a fog or moonlight, often tends to make things seem grotesque and larger than they really are.”

-Carl von Clausewitz


“The City on the Other Side (Malaveara)”

By Alex Sorrow


A lost town shrouded in an endless mist

Filled with a forgotten evil unbound

To find the truth, you desperately wished

But is there any in this horror you’ve found?


Below the cursed moon that hangs above,

An orb of shining malevolence,

Malice hides behind a crooning love

Seeking to embrace you and corrupt your innocence


Fear strikes, it's on the prowl.

Icy shivers shaking in the silence.

Echoing resonance, creatures howl,

Something happened, something we haven't seen since.


There’s evil lurking in the streets

And searching near the shore

Trapped here, seeking release

Forevermore.


Beneath the dark of night, awaiting the dawn

Insanity intertwined with twisted faces

Oh, Malaveara!

Wherever have you gone?


Please don't harbor any misconceptions,

The city isn't full of ghosts

Please don't have a warped perception

Of this city's sinister coasts.


Please remember the day’s morning call

And the oceanside tranquility

When twilight comes and the night begins to fall

And envelops the city in a darker hostility.


Nightcrawlers stalking through the night

Ghouls who have forgotten they have died.

Home to all freaks who hide just out of sight

This, the city on the other side.


There’s evil lurking in the streets

And searching near the shore

Trapped here, seeking release

Forevermore.


Beneath the dark of night, awaiting the dawn

Insanity intertwined with twisted faces

Oh, Malaveara!

Wherever have you gone?

Insane, unsettling Malaveara

Wherever have you gone?


Happy Halloween! :D

Ma-la-vee-air-uh

A poem about a lost and nearly forgotten Gothic city, the same one that appears in my Captain Tory story, actually. I didn't think that the brilliant daily radiance and gruesome nightly horrors would fit appropriately with the already established, modern cities of Crystal Gates and Marwind Heights, even despite Crystal Gates' haunting reputation, but I still wanted it to be a part of this little world that I'm trying to construct. Stranger Things got me wondering about alternate places, and when I began to ponder the idea of a world existing completely separate, yet side-by-side with ours in the place on the other side of what we see and what we know, I realized that Malaveara would be a perfect fit.

So here it is, a poem about that place you visit in your nightmares every night. The populated purgatory. Welcome... to Malaveara.

I'm really proud of the way this one turned out. ^.^ I focused a lot on rhyming and wrote the poem to be spoken out loud. Maybe there could be a song written about it too. O.o
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ShinyScribe's avatar
I love the chilling feeling of the unsettling you convey here. I can feel the dangers of the town and my spine reacts as it should. :o