Teaser Tuesday

"Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the world

Lord Loss seeds the grief starched trees

In the center of the web, lowly Lord Loss bows his head

Mangled hands, naked eyes
Fanged snakes his soul lined
Curled inside like textured sin
Bloody, curdled sheets for skin

In the center of the web, vile Lord Loss torments the dead

Over strands of red, Lord loss crawls
Dispensing pain, despising all
Shuns friends, nurtures foes
Ravages hope, breeds woe
Drinks moons, devours suns
Twirls his thumbs till the reaper comes

In the center of the web, lush Lord Loss is all that's left."

Hell's Heroes by Darren Shan 
The Demonata #10
Review of nine on Wednesday, review of ten on Thursday