DISCLAIMER: This is not Silent Callings, BL!NK TW!CE, or anything related to any other projects I may have been a part of. This is an original horror series known as The Depths We Desire where I am to tell you a collection of stories and tales of a world that is secretly running on nightmare fuel. Beware of the man who marks the Spring. An ominous stature topped with a crooked ring. Some call him a liberator and spread their tales, Others are cautious to ever come across his trails. With a cane bewitched by the agony of a dozen, A mask forged by the mind of thousands of a hundredth, The Spring Man appears. Beware, for he admires your biggest fears. In his head, what‘s protected by the mask, lies constantly spinning gears. To cross the Spring Man is to equip death itself, because life has left you here. His only goal is to harvest, yet he has never picked up his sickle. For it is a sign of his own power which he does not need to be king. Beware of the man who rips armies to pieces, Beware the hunter of Spring. Be cautious, Be mindful, Do what you can, Remain aware, Remain discrete, Beware the Spring Man.
Written by me. This is a part of a much bigger series I have planned. This is just a little teaser poem of what I might turn into a full length story. Not a book, still a story to tell. This is a poem written about a mysterious cosmic entity who is able to on the form of a man every Spring. This being was made entirely of the fear the world harbored. This entity used to be used as a weapon in battle, however once the only leaders that showed genuine respect for him passed, he turned into a legend. The Spring Man wears a pale mask, a Top hat of thorns, and a standard black suit. He has an enchanted cane he uses to communicate to the deaf with. This cane allows him to feast on the spirits of both immortals and mortals alike after inflicting their worst pains Øn them. The Spring Man‘s ring was an item formerly used to seal him away, though it backfired on the sorcerers attempting to do so for an unknown reason. It‘s speculated that someone sabotaged it. The Spring Man now wears this ring which he bended to allow him to be unharmed by any physical attacks. He can shapeshift and bend Reality as long as somebody truly fears him. Because there is always fear in the world, he can never truly die, but he can be banished from the lives of others. I took inspiration from The Jester and Pennywise for his character. I will say, he does not look like a clown. Also, he can communicate with others in any language, he just doesn’t choose to verbally sometimes because he wants to farm aura with 0 effort. His sickle is directly linked to his soul. In order to access his true form, he must use it during the final 24 hours of Spring and initiate a ritual. Otherwise, he is reverted back off of the planet.
