In the shadows there doth
creep something eerie lurking
from somewhere deep ...
... within a darkened soul.
Gaping maw with formidable
fangs that drip red, glinting
in the silvery moonlight. Fear
not, for this beast only sleeps
within thy bed ...
... in nightmares waking moments.
Fitful sleep leaves one thirsty for
sweetest dreams of knights
come calling to fend of the
fiends of the mind. Yet there is
not one who can diminish the
serpentine king that lurks here
within thy dreams ...
The Butcher's Boy
- 2011 Readers Favorite Award Silver Medal Winner in Horror - Fiction
A Paranormal/Chiller by Michael Robb
Thirty-one years ago, Buxly the Butcher went to trial for killing h