Viciously the ice wind screamed
and whipped the wild wood’s ancient trees;
malevolently sneaking through, the
pernicious lady bat-like flew;
innocent sweetness she presented,
reverence for a God resented, and
entry into the convent gained.
None could fight her wily strength,
unmatched her fearsome speed;
night passed swiftly into death.
One by one the corpses rose
revelling in dark desires,
gone their Christian inhibitions,
yielding to unfettered lust.
Francis James Franklin (Alina Meridon) 