December 25, 2003A Little Something.
And in the midst of nothing there was something. Dark. Room. Light. Door. Dark. Room light. Door. Speaking softly. Room dark, light door, softly speaking. Door dark, room light. Whose lurking? Speak softly. Door room. Locked tight. Speak simply. Gloom. Door light. Softly sneaking. Room locked? Door tight. Speaking softly. Glass breaks, words softly. Door. Light. Speak softly. Air cold. Night haunting. Room light. Still softly. Room dark. Hold tightly. Demons waiting. Thoughts damning. Speak softly. Room dark. Graves yawning. Dead speaking. Tread softly. Room light. Mind reeling. Someone walking. Chains straining. Hold tight. Darkness stifling. Room black. Palms sweating. Speak softly. Board creaking. Something stalking. Speaking softly. Breath quickly. Heart beating. Thoughts swirling. Dark. Room. Silence deafening. And the book was opened and what spilled forth was evil. Posted by Pernicious at December 25, 2003 9:32 PM | TrackBackComments
Boys i need to do a web site for the firm...so how do we do it! Posted by: Uncle Rick at January 26, 2004 9:02 AMPost a comment
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