Koshchey’s Cry

I lay in my bed
the window rattling
it blew open
an icy cold wind
blew into my room
hovering like a vapour
I lay paralysed
with fear
a hideous creature
began to emerge
it coiled itself
around me
I felt the scales
of a snake
on my skin
and claws
about my wrists
I felt his tongue
at my neck
and heard a
blood curdling cry
it was Koshchey
the Terrible
come to spirit
me away.

© Megan Warren 10/9/2005