bixnoodles >> #4457
Posted on 2011-11-13 21:01:39 Score: 5 (vote Up/Down)   (Report as spam)
Almost innocent. Not quite innocuous.

During the power outage, a single note pierces the air, eerily quiet without the normally unnoticed sounds of machinations and human life

Then another, higher

The children hear her, the children know

The children can see her eyes from miles away

We can, too, but only in the worst of our dreams

The children are around her, now

She begins to rock back and forth with the slow rhythm of her otherworldly melody. The sky is different tonight

The eyes of the children are little diodes of light, soon they are packed together to create one big luminescence, soon they are packed together as one, soon they will be one

Her children know what tonight is. But we don't believe our children when they try to tell us

slayerduck >> #4460
Posted on 2011-11-14 07:11:30 Score: 1 (vote Up/Down)   (Report as spam)
there is that much behind it eh ?

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