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The Broken Oath
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The Broken Oath |
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blackhalo Member
since 2000-02-15
Posts 467Denver, CO |
Few know this story As well as I do. So many lie in coffins now Because of the story I'll tell you. It was a blistering night in July, The kind with carnivals and such, Where people crowd by thousands, And you can't move without being touched. Well, the masters began to get angry As they have a tendency to do, And the moon, so full and golden, Turned an ungodly red hue. Then out of nowhere the stars, too, changed, Like eyes of beasts in the sky, And from somewhere in the darkness, There came a blood-curdling cry. The women clutched their children, And the men, they held their wives. Nowhere in sight was there a family Not fearing for their lives. Abruptly the cry concluded, But silence worsened the fear As each family stared at the eyes, And their forms began to appear. Each set of blood red stars it seemed Held the body of a creature So fierce and feared no name was known For any of its features. The men held their wives tighter, And they shrieked in unison their fear. And the beasts descended slowly While the children hid their tears. When at last the beasts were on the ground, The people still were stunned. None ran away on that carnival night For fear that they'd be shunned. What happened next was a show of carnage, I'll spare you the details, Except that nothing was left of those families But bones and fingernails. The demons took, with no regard, The blood of those people in vengence, And now they cover the moon with it To remind you of their innocence. When at last the demons were done ascending, The moon returned to golden, And all that knew the story Refused to talk about days olden. But here I've broken that oath I took, So long ago indeed, In hopes that when the moon turns red My story you will heed. Men, don't merely clutch your wives, And women, of children take care, But run as fast as your legs will take you And look back, do not dare. For if you're willing to take the chance, No doubt will they see you, And on that night of blood red moon, You'll become their dinner menu. |
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Dark Kisses Member
since 2001-06-24
Posts 364Flat lands of Kansas |
excellent!! A friend, like a candle, is most needed in the darkness. |
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SharaRose Member Elite
since 2003-07-19
Posts 2501Somewhere out there~ |
WOW I would hate to be their delicacy. YIKES, this was scary. Something  this way comes.SharaRose @-->-- Of sound, and speech let all lift the hearer! |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
That was awesome. It just bounced right off your tongue and talked about all these horrible things. How cool is that? GIS |
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blackhalo Member
since 2000-02-15
Posts 467Denver, CO |
 Thanks for taking the time to read. I wrote it for a challenge that was posted in another forum I belong to about the Blood Red Moon. I didn't win, but that's ok, I enjoyed it.  Anyway, thanks again. ~Alicia |
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Lexia Member
since 2003-07-20
Posts 111Nowhere |
Very interesting and darkly entertaining. Gripping and frightening. Great write. Lex You may only be one person to the world, but you may also be the world to one person. |
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teenpoet Member
since 2001-10-17
Posts 280Michigan |
Wow! I loved this it was so....dark and written exceedingly well. Do you believe in that sort of stuff, daemons and such...I wonder? Great job keep up the good work. I don't know what I did wrong but the fae are after me now. Faeries can be so irritable. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Alicia - what a storyteller! felt like I was around a campfire. nice job xxoo |
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