There are drunkards who see sinister shadows dancing in the
night.
Needless to say, no one believes them. But each time the
day cycles to night, the number of witnesses to the sinister
shadows grow.
Although everyone laughs at the rumors abaout demons,
doubts remain.
People instictively fear the darkness.
Perhaps it is ingrained in our genetic memory-the fear
that stems from fighting off creatures that once stalked the
night.
But each sundown, the mysterious shadows dance in the
sky once more-there's no escaping their ghastly screams.
Their cries are a warming, perhaps, hearlding the end of
our world.
 Lord of the Heartless · Sat Dec 01, 2007 @ 02:20pm · 0 Comments |
