The Carpenters Inn
#Halloweenparty #setting It only opens its doors on All Hallows Eve.
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#Halloweenparty #setting It only opens its doors on All Hallows Eve.
Chapter one A storm was brewing outside as Mr Kelly sat in his study finishing off his paperwork. He could hear the wind howling and the rain against the small window above his desk.
Sealed inside the walls,. Monsters macabre. dance of death's calls,. Slain in the dead's waltz,. Claw marks ripping the murals. painted down the hall,. Eyes ready to kill,. Beast woven by guilt,.
A darkened palace, a prison, a keep, Where blood runs down and secrets seep, Corridors, endless, shadows dance, But perfectly silent, still at a glance, Chains clink and clatter, in the blackness,...
When a smile is wiped away, And a frown is left instead. Those feelings cloud your mind, Would you be better dead. I can feel the bullet digging, It is lodged inside my throat.
For centuries I have walked among you; Feeding off you, living off you; You haven't known I was there; You have never known the creature that I am; And to this day you think I do not exist.
I soon found myself shoving on my old leather jacket on the hunch that my grandad had told me.
Snow, with skin of purest white, And lips as red as blood, She ate the apple on that night, Just like a good girl should.
Bones crunch, Deaths touch, Hooked handed butcher, Jack the ripper, Villains lurking through the dark, Demons, ghosts, everything we fear most. Scythe, and clutch around your heart.
It's the chance of a lifetime, a dream come true. Amazing good fortune for me and for you. A personal tour of a vineyard estate; A spot opened up, someone else cancelled late.
"How did you find me?", he asked, with what little strength left in his breath. "How did you find me?", he asked once more, the effort bringing him closer to death.
Down the dark, bending road I wondered, Not aware of what the night held for me.
#household #nightdwellers Secrecy mansion, And footprints of blood, They all suspect murder, And quite right they should, Secrecy mansion, The clocks in reverse, A wedding tune played, At the back...
Cupcake of doom,. Batter of night,. Icing of gloom,. And sprinkles of fright,. Black cocoa powder,. Salt from the grave,. Flour of spirit,. And syrup I gave,. Egg from an eggshell,. Sharp as a knife,.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of them all...
Beautiful victorian home. Walls made of stone. Outside a lions gate, & lovely bench. Roses blooming, window overlooking the garden. An old woman stands, hands clenched.
The Emptiness 10) Part 10- To Scared By An Owl Annabelle watch with me, as the sun leaves the sky, as I watch your lips lie. How did we up fighting anyway. Each day passing by I need you by my side.
Mist blew past my bedroom window.The sky was covered in doom. All hope was lost. The gloomy marshes across the road bubbled as if a witches potion. The sky crackled, and opened with flooding rain.
The sun goes down Shadows creep in Let nighttime begin. I smile, the night is so much more amusing. Anything could be unexpected. Like me. I walk in silence becoming one with the darkness.
Living without breathing is like death without dying. I held back for a second, drew in my breath and ran towards the business man.
#OpussWings It's a long one so please be patient :) 'So, I see you have a degree in the Social Sciences alongside your teaching degree. And you speak fluent French, Spanish and German.
Lady Frankenstein's monster, was not quite what you would expect. It was not made of 'body parts', but 'other' parts instead. Bits and pieces here and there, arranged in different ways.
Moving softly into my room. Floating, almost, from the gloom. She comes in nothing but a mask. Has she come to give me all I ask. She presses her finger upon my lips as I grab her gently by the hips.
In my corner I can come to no harm. They can't get me here, There's no cause for alarm, I can get on with my papers In front of the fire And it's hypnotic, fiery Dance admire. Lo.