Crimson Runes
By sidewinder
Whispers rising celebrated in a full moon, Hear the call of the night? Shivers touching... Howling... Can you feel the fear? Shadows mire, Rage met in thy eye, Feel your blood raising, Excitement touches a heart, Terror meets those secrets some dread, Mystery surrounds those evocations calling the dead, Strange things happen, People disappear, Forbidden circles, Touch upon the ancient, Warnings complete the arcane, Enchantment fill the air, Listen to thy awakening! Crimson runes edged only in time, And the reaper smiles awaiting, Arms Open wide. July 26, 2000 Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jun 02 2002 05:11 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn personal • other • dark
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"Whispers rising..."