In life,
She had been maltreated,
Abused and beaten,
Betrayed and scarred,
Cruelly slain for another by her husband,
A sakura petal singed by life,
But she came back,
Revenge being an ironclad anchor,
She walks the world again,
Animated by rancor,
Snow white skin,
Black hair like a frayed funeral veil,
Draped in ivory kimono,
That which began as hatred for a husband,
Is now hate for life itself,
She’s no longer finical on her victims,
She’s now a dark spirit,
They say she stops hearts,
She will find you,
Crawling from under the bed,
Bones cracking and rasping breaths,
Eyes wide with spite,
Her breathless stare shall be your last sight,
And her vengeance be done.
WorldofHarley 
Pretty scary stuff!
Thank you! Perfect for this time of year eh?
The Oldschool Harlequin
Wow! Never heard of Onryo. Love the reference to “sakura” the transciense of life immortalized in death – brilliant usage. 👍👍
A fascinating tale really. She’s a Japanese evil spirit that was the inspiration for The Ring, among other movies,
Thank you so much my friend!
The Oldschool Harlequin
Oh! Fascinating. Good to know! Thank you!!
You’re welcome, as always!
The Oldschool Harlequin