Il conticello
In whispers hushed, at funerals mourned,
A tale of woe, by all adorned.
They feared Ransca's witching hand,
Distanced themselves from her darkened land.
Her second husband's death did bring,
A deepening dread, a sharpened sting.
With children sent to schools afar,
Her wickedness became a star.
Rumors swirled of spells unkind,
Whispers of powers from depths entwined.
To Uncle Pepp's she did repair,
Seeking secrets, black as night air.
Ransca declared revenge would come,
Beneath the moon, her darkened drum.
Her vengeance found its starting place,
With him, closest to her grace.
Questions lingered in the air,
Was he himself, or lost somewhere?
Encounters with spirits, strange and dire,
Changed his essence, fuelled the fire.
Was his soul claimed by shadows deep?
Or reason lost in crimson sleep?
And then it came to Angiulina's door,
On that night of infernal lore.
The sky screamed out, a warning dire,
As darkness wrapped around the pyre.
Young girls fell to a cursed trance,
Lost to madness, in a deadly dance.
Their screams echoed, their eyes bled,
As chaos reigned, and reason fled.
A death curse cast, beyond control,
Even the mightiest sorcerers, unable to console.
A tale of woe, by all adorned.
They feared Ransca's witching hand,
Distanced themselves from her darkened land.
Her second husband's death did bring,
A deepening dread, a sharpened sting.
With children sent to schools afar,
Her wickedness became a star.
Rumors swirled of spells unkind,
Whispers of powers from depths entwined.
To Uncle Pepp's she did repair,
Seeking secrets, black as night air.
Ransca declared revenge would come,
Beneath the moon, her darkened drum.
Her vengeance found its starting place,
With him, closest to her grace.
Questions lingered in the air,
Was he himself, or lost somewhere?
Encounters with spirits, strange and dire,
Changed his essence, fuelled the fire.
Was his soul claimed by shadows deep?
Or reason lost in crimson sleep?
And then it came to Angiulina's door,
On that night of infernal lore.
The sky screamed out, a warning dire,
As darkness wrapped around the pyre.
Young girls fell to a cursed trance,
Lost to madness, in a deadly dance.
Their screams echoed, their eyes bled,
As chaos reigned, and reason fled.
A death curse cast, beyond control,
Even the mightiest sorcerers, unable to console.
