THE BEAST
Eyes glowing and teeth bared
and razor sharp. Smoke and fog arising
from the cold night air. Frozen with fear,
all of the little children. Afraid to move, afraid
not to. Huddled in a corner of a cold, hard
floor, offering a prayer. All are chanting, as it
approaches, things which crawl on his skin...
Inflicting more fear on little faces. The beast
lunges, making sounds unfamiliar to human ears.
Mouth agape, the beast smells innocense and moves
to devour.....
2006-09-06
16:44:57
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