There she sits just out of sight
Listening to the prayers of the living
A woman quite beautiful
A soul quite horrific
She listens to the wishes of others
If your wish she happens to take
She will grant your wish
For one year…
You’ll be happy in life as things come true
Your secret wish
Now your every day reality!
Oh how great this is!
You can finally live your fantasy!
For in one years time
The Wish Collector will begin to slowly prey on your mind!
You won’t be yourself
You’ll in fact be at her whim
As she ripens you up for feasting!
It can start small
Or even with a BANG!
At this point
It is too late…
The Wish Collector will continue to show you things
In time you won’t be able to tell the difference
Between reality & fantasy…
Once she’s mixed your mind,
Well & good
She’ll come to you…
On that day or night
She’ll sink her fangs into your brain!
The world will be torment
Slowly, she will feed
The longer, the more you will know agony…
Until eventually you are a catatonic shell of your former self
Who withers away,
The Wish Collector will go back into hiding & wait
Till the next wish she fulfills
Will guarantee the end
…For another souls fate…
-The Wish Collector-