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The Evil
by J.C. - Brinson-Untiet

Wednesday, October 15, 2003
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A tale of Horror..

The shadow moves around the room shielded by the diming light surrounded by the evening gloom it slowly shimmers out of sight. It glides across the polished floor and with a diabolic laugh. Goes into the night, through oaken door. Around its face is wrapped a scarf. Slithering through the misty night, it sniffs the air to find its prey. It spies a porch light, shining bright, a beacon through the misty grey. It stands without, wrapped in its cloak, of glamour, hiding its identity. You would not see, though you may look behind the mask, this diabolic entity. Enshrouded thus it gains the porch,enters swiftly deep within. Through darkened rooms it needs no torch the scarf, it hides the evil grin. Moonbeams shine through windows clear, as it gazes on the sleeping forms. For while they sleep not knowning fear, That crawls within like coffin worms.The fearsome beast, falls on its prey absorbed within its peaceful dream, knows not terror that holds it in sway. No chance to waken with a scream. The flashing of a blade of steel across the bed a darking stain the Horror takes its evening meal death so swift would give no pain. It swiftly moves from room to room 'til life within exists no more it laughs with pleasure at their doom then it glides in silence out the door. Upon the porch the light still shines reflecting the stains upon the door. The mark of talons, four jagged lines, bear witness to what has gone before.The wrath returns to whence it came the hunt is over for this night.But come the morrow, twill be the same. It will wander again this evil sight.  

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Reviewed by Nickolaus Pacione 4/15/2004
This is a strong epic from you. Impressive right. Chilling as hell.
Reviewed by E T Waldron 10/15/2003
One of the best I've read in this genre, really chills the bones, the rhythm and rhyme held throughout is superb!
Reviewed by ira eden 10/15/2003
oooh this one held me captive
in its icy shivering grasp.
spine tingling write-well done!

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