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Orion's Damnation - The legend of Asanbosam

Deep in the forest where the moon runs thin, Whispers ride the wind like a violin. Hunters say the shadows breathe, they see— Iron feet hanging from the ancient tree. Red eyes burning like embers in night, Branches groan beneath a watching spite, Step too far from the village light, And you’ll feel cold claws when it bites. Asanbosam, blood-red dreams, Iron teeth and iron screams. Hide in the dark where the lost hearts roam, He waits above—never walk alone. Asanbosam, forest’s son, Hang like death when the day is done. If you hear hooks scrape the bark so slow, Run, child, run—don’t look below. Old ones warn of the cotton tree’s crown, Where shadows drink the echoes of sound. He feeds on wanderers, weary and lone, Flesh and blood for a hunger grown. No charm, no prayer, no iron bell, Will break the grip of his silent spell. He moves like thunder you cannot see, A beast of myth, but the scars agree. Asanbosam, blood-red dreams, Iron teeth and iron screams. Hide in the dark where the lost hearts roam, He waits above—never walk alone. Asanbosam, forest’s son, Hang like death when the day is done. If you hear hooks scrape the bark so slow, Run, child, run—don’t look below. Fireflies fade—his shadow grows, A chant through the leaves like ancient woes. The night is a mouth and it starts to close, When the iron-foot demon comes on tiptoes. Asanbosam, shiver and scream, Not just legend—more than dream. Blood on the wind and the hunter’s bone, The forest keeps what walks alone.