Presice in their location, tender in their love ...
The blade glints in the dancing candle light,
as it tenderly slices free the red life which
flows within.
Breaking free of the dam of flesh!
It cascades like a crimson waterfall to the
floor below, pooling in the shape of a heart.
With it, flows the pain of the past, leech out
that which stings and brings tears.
Freedom!
But, alas, this is only an illusion ....
Even as I bleed, crimson life which flows so
seemingly free, the ground now claims me!
This is no freedom, just an illusion ...
Did you ever wonder what happened after the Archangel Michael through the demons out of heaven? Let one of them guide you through the origin of evil in the world.
Happy Halloween. A volume of Horrible Haunts & Twisted Tales taken from the horror books La Belle Rouge has written every October for a decade and a half. If you have read her works in the horror genre, you know the invitation is for you to enjoy thr
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