It's quiet, is somebody there?Is anyone beneath my stairs? Snow is fallingWinter is hereIs that St. NicholasThat I hear? A Little elf invadesMy homeMay perhaps He's just a gnome? He creeps aroundWhile I'm asleepIf he givesWhat does he keep? Nothing is evergiven freeI wonder whatThe trade must be? He gives me giftsAnd I give backA covertunderground attack Who is this in thevelvet suit?That has the bagWhich has the loot He...
There is something wrong with you Though we can’t quite point it out You are dangerous, you are scarred Only we can help you out! Everything you know inside Is the devil’s gateway to you If it feels good, it is deadly! Sin! Sin! Something’s wrong with you! Only we can save you from this Terrible tragedy Let down your defenses Your soulful fences Give us your money! Give us cash! It’s evil! Here, let us take it for you! Gi...
His mind was filled with very churlish thoughts as he willed his 5 year old, rickety motor bike to scale one of steepest bridges in the city. He cursed life for being unfair, his parents for being just and honest and cursed himself for being a spineless coward. He wanted to be filthy rich. This he knew even before he had learnt to spell the word poverty. But he had to take the longer route to get what he wanted. Study har...
He put thought's in human heads...Mind controlling he knew He was adept at mass seduction His goal was mass production. He took advantage of my health For his selfish need, and wealth My blood was indeed Something Vampires did need Very rare But did they care All they thought was It tasted so rare He made a fortune Thinking what's the heck While he sat back counting his money While Vamps sucked at my neck My rare blood ty...
The room was cold and dark, as her back pressed against the wall. Husky, the mischievous little girl had come to this end. She had tunnel vision, as she stared at the boy who held a knife at her throat. He shouted at a younger boy, who cried and pounded his fists into the side of the older one. One name came to her mind, Chris. A sneer peeled back her lips and a low growl came from deep within her. The older boy shoved Ch...
The road to China was long and fraught with danger. Several large mountain ranges blocked the road causing it to go around the base of the mountains. These detours extended the trip by many days, but the demons cared little about time. The road wound through primeval forests full of animals and strange plants. Most of the animals ran from the sounds of the approaching demons. Those that stayed either preyed on the demons...
The year was unimportant, but the age was. It was the age of mystics, magicians, dragons, demons and other beasts. Dotting the countryside were many small villages with surrounding farms. The crops and herds from these farms fed the nearby families and kept the castle of the lord stocked. Every village had an inn where travelers stayed and drank their fill of local ale. The local inn was the place where travelers stopped...
The fat evangelist stuttered when he talked, but he sang when he preached-ah. He sang-ah the sin-ah out of the sinners heart-ah. He sang wallets out of purses and back pockets. He sang deep emotions out of my soul and tears out of my eyes. I loved to hear Alvin Smith preach.Like the Old Testament priest Eli, Alvin Smith got heavy off the offerings of God's people. His wife and his children were also very large people.The...
After a long, faster than light flight, the huge colonization spaceship had reached its destination. There the passengers found three planets in the liquid water zone of this faraway star. To their dismay they found that the planet they had hoped to colonize was already inhabited by an advanced race that didn't suffer interlopers. There was a second planet that would serve but it was a very malignant place with its flora...
“Hey, Sarge.” The man he was addressing was a large, almost hulking, individual that was field stripping a weapon casually but expertly. He looked to be in his mid twenties, give or take a few years. The scowl on his face didn't hide his almost pretty features, but were belied by his eyes when he looked up. They were the eyes of a pure predator. “Yea, whatta you want, Davies?” “Can I ask you a question?” “You just did. No...
She had the most beautiful profile, almost like a deer sniffing the wind, picking up the scent of gunpowder and tobacco and wondering from what direction the bullet might come. In the beginning he likened it to a natural instinct in him that made him want to chase her, and with the option of flight or fight, she almost always chose to run. He enjoyed the inventive games she seemed to play, making him work harder to track...
