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Featured in an issue of "Noticing Newbies". I'm so proud! *smile* |
| A movement of shadow as something comes near, unseen and unknown the most primal of fear. All light is extinguished as sun sets overhead, moon is but new and fear needs to be fed. The hapless explorer: a wanderer or thief, lost without light finds the climax of grief. Darkness ensues, comes from every niche, the traveler smells death and shudders a flinch. The traveler is frozen and knows not where to go, the shade shifts and leaps with an unnatural flow. Then in a flash, darkness, no sight, the traveler is gone- -it's the end of his plight. Fear now appeased retreats to its den, and awaits a new night to feed upon men. |