Comments about Maris Castell
The Mouse's Lament
You crouch silently waiting for me,
Timidly I fidget nearby.
From the shadows you stealthily approach,
My heart quickens as I sense you close in.
I am keenly aware of the danger you possess,
Yet I am frozen, unable to escape.
Our eyes lock and I am lost to you.
The chase begins!
Your first pounce is painfully accurate,
Terrified, I struggle to break free.
With each twist your claws sink deeper into my skin.
My cries for mercy go unnoticed.
I make one finial attempt to evade your capture,
But your skill as a hunter is unparalleled.