24 July 2012
I met a girl With ringlets, And eyes: As blue as fire.
She smiled, She held a hand out. With a courage I admire.
She led me To a darkroom, Eyes big She locked us in. She turned back To face me And her flesh Began to thin.
She grew a pair Of fangs. She screeched And lunged at me. And as I died I had a thought: Not everything's As it Seems. .
Not As It Seems. • Opuss № I