Twist of Walls

I stepped inside where corridors coil,
Ceilings undulate, shadows toil.
Whispers curl from corners unseen,
Eyes like mercury glint between.

Every turn masks a phantom name,
Every choice a subtle game.

Lost in a maze with no guide,
Walls shiver, the night won’t hide.
The air hums secrets, the floors deceive,
I wander through webs I can’t leave.

Goblins scuttle with chittering mirth,
Tales of trickery, riddles of earth.
They vanish, return, a twitching ballet,
Eyes like garnets, darting away.

I stumble on steps that writhe beneath,
Corridors whisper, illusions seethe.

Lost in a maze with no guide,
Goblins skitter from every side.
The walls twist, riddles coil,
I chase the phantoms that recoil.

A figure waits on a distant dais,
Sharp jaw, glinting crown, eyes like ice.
Velvet cloak swirls, silver threads ignite,
A grin that teases between fear and delight.

Hands brush stone that writhes like snakes,
Every heartbeat, a choice that breaks.

Lost in the maze with no guide,
The King watches, eyes open wide.
Magic hums in the twisting halls,
I chase the light, but darkness calls.
A magic dance of shadowed walls,
Should you need us, the goblins’ voice calls.

Steps falter on the spiral stone,
Goblins vanish; I walk alone.
Candles flicker, air tastes of thyme,
Each breath a cadence outside of time.

I reach for the crown that gleams afar,
The corridors twist like a blackened star.

Lost in the maze with no guide,
The King’s gaze pierces, nowhere to hide.
Every turn a test, every step a dare,
I chase the light, but it’s never there.

Walls pulsate, floors breathe slow,
Candles gutter, shadows grow.
Goblins dance on edges of sight,
I feel the pull of the King’s delight.

Lost in the maze, the King steps near,
I tumble down into the oubliette’s sphere.
Cold stone walls, no light to see,
The labyrinth claims what belongs to me.

Shadows coil, silence hums,
I am a whisper where the darkness drums.
A magic dance lingers in the hall,
Should you need us, we answer the call.