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Climbing, climbing, Up the walls. On the cieling, Through the halls. Climbing, climbing, Here they come. Thunder crashing. Wind of storm. Climbing, climbing. Thousand eyes.
Part 4 - quite a short one. Also a little weird thanks to the twist... ----- My eyes went blind for a second, it was either too bright or I'd stood up far too fast.
Banging on your window Banging on your door The banging just won't stop And you can't take any more It seems to be getting louder Like the pain inside your head Who could be knocking on your door.
#halloweenparty. #acorns. Go down to the churchyard. Give it half a chance. You may see the skeletons. Doing a little dance. They come up to the surface. Through a system of holes.
They say the darkest hour, is just before the dawn, When all the land is quite, when all the light is gone.
Feel the grip of magic, Feel it in the air, Embrace the power, shake the hand, But only if you dare.
I prepared myself as I entered Vendetta's lair. No matter what she tells you, no matter how horribly she tortures you, you must never give in to her, I thought to myself.
#HalloweenParty #Night Night has fallen all around, Descending black, without a sound, Creeping in as light moves in, Now's the time for wicked sin.
#halloweenparty. When the moon is at full height. It must be the dead of night. There is something there. You can feel your hair. Standing up and turning white. For when it's dark and cool.
They call me " The Shadow." Moving with stealth through the night Avoiding people everywhere and houses all aglow An old man thinks he sees me, but doesn't trust his sight Just a fleeting sweep of...
#halloweenparty. Walking through the woods. Late at night on Hallowe'en. I sought advice from owls. Wisest birds there's ever been. I was looking for the party. I had received my invite.
Hey guys, Hope you love this chapter... Thanks repost please.... Chapter 15 About a year later, it was the Christmas holidays.
"Someone get the lights!" A voice called out in the dark There was the muffled noise of chairs moving then footsteps, and the sound of quiet sobbing.
Onyx ash carpets the dying, scorched earth. Searing, crimson rays of sun pierce the obsidian black world. Dazzling, flickering flames dance in tentacles of gleaming, ruby light.
#halloweenparty. Pull up a chair. Empty your head. Make sure you're prepared. As I commune with the dead. Close your eyes tight. As out of the gloom. Malevolent spirits. Come into the room.
The day of starting school arrives in a happy, sunny way. The birds singing with the sound of wind chimes coming from downstairs as mother comes in from going shopping.
One late night, Charlotte stayed up WAY to late. Her parents were away on business and left her home alone. She always disrespected her parents and stayed up far too late. But this night was...
Demons hunt and demons prowl, Jumping about, frightening an owl, The dark cloaks their eyes, But that is not their demise, For the night is fuel to drink, Its navy swirling shadows of ink, The curl...
He wonders through the grave yard, He doesn't mourn a soul- He is the undead minder He's there to charge the tole.
A whisper in the wind, The bodies have been skinned, A rustle through the trees, A sharp and bitter breeze, be careful not to freeze.
A crooked plush face, And a Mona Lisa smile, Twenty seven stitches sitting, And a passion for beguile.
Welcome, enter, Take a seat, I've prepared A Halloween treat, Candied eyeballs For a start, Followed up by A human heart, Fried frogs legs And roasted bat, Sanguine wine To wash down that.
I felt strong arms lift me from the ground and carry me out to the car. When I woke up I was back at Octavius's house.
Midnight, on all hallow's eve,. Her realm and time to wake,. Blackest eyes of charcoal jet,. Your soul is her's to take,. Her hair is all but spider silk,. Her skin, translucent, pale,.