As I lay in the woods
near the indigo waters
I hear the Windigo
Its velocity
Its monstrosity
Its sound is drawing near
I am stunned
full of fear
Could it end right here?
How could I escape?
I am a mere mortal
and cannot travel in portals
I live on in pain
and travel my lane
The lane to death
cannot be more plain
I am at my dying breath
It leaves no one living
but all things dead
It feels no sorrow
today or tomorrow
for those in dread