Like any other demon, it is quasi-charismatic—advancing the gentlest of kind souls with grace's veil to make them commit the worst sins until their skulls turn grey from dust. Be a storm. Destroy its title. 355

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"I thought it was ferly fungi like those mushrooms resembling the dead's fingers," Abby says, staring at the wailing hordes on shaking knees.
"Somebody charmed the cemeteries again. Wonder who." 347

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A of moonlight caressed the curves of Abby's still body. The couldn't be at the end, David thought as he willed her to move. Her blood cooled. It had to work. They'd be together if she just opened her eyes. They promised.

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On safari listening to natural surroundings is not vital. Unlike your home, quiet here's a mirage.
You check your texts but glance sideways. Is that a lion leaping at you?
It's cut down by bullets.
The text: 'Dangerous?'
'No,' you type. 'Peachy.'

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Dark skies are moving in.

The town is dark as sin.

Rumbling fills the humid air,

And The Dead will soon be here.

We must escape this night

Before we lose the fight.

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The horde of mutated chupacabras continued circling towards his foxhole. He had one shot. Hit the timing switch on the rotary flechette and wipe out every one of those sorry motherfuckers. He jumps up, carefully aims and...miss! Fuuuck!

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He calls her
From unquiet slumbers
Wind whispering his name

Candles flicker
In their petrified silence
Shadows
Become twilight rain

Storm clouds
Blacken the night sky
Then out of the darkness
She came


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I'm
Safely unknown
Unreachable
For such wicked careless human natures of yours
Morbid haunting words
As you describe how less you care
A neves war not to bite you boils in me
And you felt it too
Cause the tamed beast in me is running free in you


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This sea of feelings
And hypnotic desire is
Suffocating me

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We trespass the light
Wrapped in flames of dark promise
Dressed without regret

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Wrapped in obsession's
wings, conscience slips willingly
into fading thought.

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Silver's magic kiss
Misses my blackened wild heart
And my empire lives

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As the mist clears
silent pulse
heart miss a beat
not again !
virulent pathogen
spewing vitriol
rose will not die !
she is wired to fight back

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my spooky illustration for Terror Home horror group 👻

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