The Ripper (a sonnet)

[Kalkris]

I have written a series of Elizabethan-style sonnets set within Malifaux. This is the most recent and if received well, I will likely post more. Stay tuned, Neverborn fans! I have a bunch especially for you! (And a few others for fans of other factions, for sure).

The Ripper

To say the least, my ripping skills are fine

But raising, less-so ripping, is my call.

I kill a dame, make her rise, and consign

Her life-in-death away to be my thrall.

I ripped a brothel whole the other day;

The little parlor belles stood not a chance.

Even their mistress pimp has passed away –

And now I’ll call them all in undeath’s trance.

While I decide to burgle from a bank,

They lure the guards away with lifeless charm.

These guards, they to their almighty gods thank

Until they see the dead, who do them harm.

We leave, with hide and hair mostly intact,

A bank which has been thoroughly ransacked.

~Lil Kalki