Today's prompt is quite simple. You have no more than 13 lines to write about something you fear without ever mentioning its name. See if we can guess it by the end of the piece.
Deathrattle
Coil muscle around the throat.
Feel heat of blood beneath the scale
flexing slither across skin.
Hear it hiss in the darkness - head
raised and taut. Poised to strike,
to break the earth of this body.
Cold sweat drip from lank hair as
it moves across and into shadow.
Lurking beyond - rattling its requiem.
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