Tag: Surreal Reality
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Muffled Voices
Eyes gouged out.Flesh everywhere.Complete and utter carnage. The difficult part was the mouth. The teeth. Sharp, jagged and extremely uneven. I didn’t bother with the mouth. I’m sure I heard a muffled voice screaming (in that muffled way muffled screams scream) “Do it! DO IT!” So I left it. I’m not having a pumpkin telling…
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It Watches Me
On dark nights, as dark as dark gets, the only things visible through the shadows of the old trees in Smuggler’s Copse are the bright Moon and two bright yellow glowing orbs. Random things, they are, just hanging there. Like eyes on a portrait in a haunted house that follow you as you cross the…
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The Attic
Dark and dusty Cold and musty Cob and webby With selected Spiders, heavy… Creepy Creaky Sometimes leaky Always freaky And What was that? Definitely Something in the corner
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Forever Searching
Laughter echoes through the hallsWhen the lord and master callsThe old clock with its thirteenth chimeSignifies arrival timeAn eerie mist passes throughWalls, doors and room to roomThe mist is from the master’s soulThe visits to attain his goalTo find the place to rest and beFinally forever free The laughter’s from those that mockThe ones that…
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Halloween: It had to happen!
The final Inner Being to escape through the rift was going to be obvious. Of course it had to be, and was, my Inner Zombie. No prizes for guessing that he’d be involved somewhere. Actually looking quite dapper, for a change, he joins Thomasina (my Inner Woman) Fingers (or Fangers as he wants to be…
The Mansionic Perspective 