The words get put together in a pattern, and within that pattern is a call to respond. They do it, they sing, they whisper, they scream and curdle. Words are magic, they spell the reader, the speaker, the writer.
The temptation they speak of will twist the recipient to the will of the words, embroil the living soul into a journey that takes the beholder far beyond the intent.
There could come a time to stop, to pause, to wonder – but if the words are set out in the proper magic of the spelling and shaping, the one who hears the lure will be hooked.
As I am … As I hope to always be …