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 Category:  Horror and Thriller Poetry
  Posted: August 4, 2021      Views: 12

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Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.
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Xena pledges to avenge Gabrielle
"And Then..." by AshelinaB
*This poem is set after "Sacrifice II," in which Gabrielle tackled Hope into a lava pit and seemingly died with her daughter; Dahak is the god who caused it all to happen and Hope's father.

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You know how they say,

“It’s the quiet ones you have to watch out for,”

And “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned”?

Either way, now you’ve been forewarned.

/

For there is quiet, and there is me.

There is redeemed, and then there is free.

And there is lost

Adrift on an endless sea.

/

There is a predator stalking you

Who does not make a sound.

And there is the one I love

In her, I am found.

/

She told me I am not alone.

I didn’t believe her, but it’s true.

Even harder to believe

She says, “Xena, I love you.”

/

My name was her last word

A lamentation forever blurred.

You who stole her from me,

My wrath you have incurred.

/

Know that I am merciless.

Remember what they said.

For soon you will be bloodless

Soon, you will be dead.

/

I will find my Gabrielle

Wherever her soul dwell.

For there is silenced, and there is ferocious

The feared and the atrocious.

/

There is quiet, and there is furious,

The suppressed and the accused.

Atop a multitude of sins

That can never be excused.

/

There are unnatural disasters

And wonders to behold

Malevolent spell-casters

And the terrors they unfold.

/

Bad omens, dark prophecy

Determined and bloodthirsty

And then, you see, Dahak,

And then, there is me.

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