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midnight feast (Free verse) by pollywolly

creeping down the darkened road, fading light of the street lamps behind us, we giggle eyes darting nervously we run past the silent wood pausing for breath as the old manse house looms in the distance, a menacing glow emanating from a window announcing the closeness fear arising hands clasping for one another we tiptoe past through the creaking gates of the old cemetary where the midnight feast can begin

ecargo 29-Jan-06/5:13 PM
Nicely creepy atmospherics.




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