Nightshade Familiar

lo, upon the putrid sinful breeze lurking inside the brush among the shadowed fortress it waits a dryad poisonous to the touch blue immortal dew seeping through on the vine she grew creeping into brain, tenfold increase in pain black toxin swimming through veins fade, mycological drain sleep petrifying the sane it ascends the castle walls nefarious inching slime desperate for a host to claim need to heed the heathen call infiltrate the cathedral and bring the priest to shame nectar sour from the root withered flora few and through insects sickened from the fruit harvested to feed the brood sowing the damnèd seeds into the bloodstained ground the wretched grew from whispering the curse into the dirt in order to yield the maximal threat blue immortal dew evil seeping through on the vine she grew creeping into...