dynamic tension poem

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Her eyes scanned the words on the page,

entranced in the adventure of a lifetime.

A soft beam of light illuminated the room,

just enough to ward off the monsters.

Her hand glided to a purring blanket on her lap,

absent-mindedly rubbing its head.

Water droplets pattered onto the window beside her,

creating a unique melody just for her.

She smiled,

basking in the comfort that she knows would not last.


He struggled upwards,

trying to escape the gaping jaws pulling him down.

Desperate for air, he inhaled,

the water setting his lungs on fire.

Success.

He gasped as his life is extended for another minute.

Then defeat.

The knives dug their way in further.

In desperation, he jabbed at the assassin.

Silence.


Her eyes scanned the words on the page,

entranced in the adventure of a lifetime.

A soft beam of light illuminated the room,

just enough to ward off the monsters.

She can almost hear them,

their scaly skin dragging across the floor.

They'll be here.

Soon.

He struggled upwards,

trying to escape the gaping jaws pulling him down.

Desperate for air, he inhaled,

but all he gained was the water setting his lungs on fire.

Her hand glided to a purring blanket on her lap,

absent-mindedly rubbing its head.

The patter of water droplets created a unique melody.

Or is that the sound of their footsteps?

She strained her ears,

attempting to hear over the drizzle that drowned out all the other sounds.

Success.

He gasped as his life is extended for another minute.

Then defeat.

The knives dug their way in further.

She smiled,

basking in the comfort that she knows would not last.

In desperation, he jabbed at the assassin.

Silence.

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