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Posted by Highhat on September 12, 2010 - 10:40

Insignificant treaties
Withheld by short notice
To the staff of the devil
Morsels, crumbs upon the doves trail
Bring sacrifice
Flames
The seal is never broken
As footsteps approach
An eldritch being
Cloaked in invisible capes
Never knowing whether
Light is prevailing
Dark and foreboding
The treaty is sealed with waxed blood
From yet another
Spawn of the devil

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Comments

skinner_jennifer | September 12, 2010 - 10:59

Hi Pia,
You could have the beginnings of a story here,
good use of words.
Jenny.

Highhat | September 12, 2010 - 11:15

thanks Jenny- like your comment ;)
pia xx

alphadog1 | September 12, 2010 - 11:44

Yeah, a very clever use of words, what influenced you to write it?

Highhat | September 12, 2010 - 13:16

Alphadog: an eerie autumn sunday feeling I think;)

alphadog1 | September 12, 2010 - 13:17

lol... know that feeling far too well.

alphadog1 | September 12, 2010 - 13:18

I must get my head around the reply on this... LOL, I know that feeling well.

darkenwolf | September 14, 2010 - 17:36

Very dark very good keep it up.
;)

Highhat | September 14, 2010 - 18:53

Thank you for the encouraging comment darkenwolf ;)
pia

Nolan | September 16, 2010 - 19:37

Step on his tail. Cheers I'm running. No jokes. Good luck.