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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
I walked with my shadow we talked long of things where creatures walk in the nights realm where darkness burst a fractured seam and endless pain begets endless screams Perhaps it was a nightmare Perhaps it was a dream But i do remember Because it happened to me We passed the fields where ghouls would feast saw the nightmare of the slavering beast Felt the flame of pain descend felt the light of life that ends We talked and talked into the blood moon of death and glory mankinds boon I remember this but i did not wake were walking still into the ghost of a lake... The very deep did rot: O Christ! |
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~K Member
since 2002-10-19
Posts 104 |
Brillant! I enjoyed this very much!  |
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Succubus Member
since 2002-09-30
Posts 82Canada, Ontario |
Very creepy (just the way I like it) The ending brought a smile to my face, Thanx- great piece Kisses, Succubus "We who have lived in concentration camps remember people who gave comfort to others, along with their last morsel bread..." -Victor Frankl |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
This was great! Well done indeed, and yes your ending was terrific. |
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