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Black-jack. It's all right here. Cards are on the table, n' I just pulled the ace. Tricky card, an ace is. Always thought I'd be the one rockin' the cradle at this age, but I've been fooled again. Been told she's only out for the blood, but she ain't the type to be screwin' the family over like that. She's been a long time friend to us, start'n with the observation of Sam. Always had a likin' in studyin' "creatures of the light". Humans, 'n animals, 'n anythin' that bathe in the light without burnin' to a crisp. Always been obsessed with sunlight, she has.
I'm thinkin'…green, blue, probably teal's her favorite color. Always wearin' it. Usually with bone 'n wood'n wonders.
Now 'n then she "*fades to black" like her brother. (He ain't quite right in the head.) Last to go is her eyes. Slender 'n yellow.
Siblings on the other hand, distract one from the flesh. I've got one. 'Bout five years after me. Quite a sheltered life she's had. Ever since Dad left 'n Mum was stuffed in
White hair. When's the last time you saw that on anyone other than a senior citizen? Being born with it isn't so bad, if you're from the right kind of family. Mother was the kind of woman that always said, "Ach, you're too skinny! Oh how skinny!". Then she'd sit you down at the table, which was always filled with food. The human cardiac organ was her specialty. Chopped, and served atop capillaries, doused in red fluid. Mother was always so joyous, despite the stereotypical demeanor of being savage and cruel. That was my brother's job.
My brother has only been blind for seventy years. He refuses to tell the story of events that lead up to it, but we do know that whatever happened had caused a chemical reaction in his optics, that turned his once deep coal eyes into a pure, striking red. That being the entire eye, not just the iris. Brother never fancied being blind, but it serves him well when it's time to feed. He sometimes had problems with face to face kills. Nowadays,
PetalsThe grass tickled between her toes as her father toiled away with the roses by the letterbox. She watched his fingers weave between the thorns to pat the soil around each bush, humming to some John Lennon song she couldn't put a name to. Despite the sun just tipping the horizon, she saw sweat prickling his brow and his eyes squinting against the light. The fine lines on his face were suddenly accentuated by shadow, and for a moment, she swelled with wonder.
'Maria, come here,' he said, waving her over. 'You're not going to learn anything sitting all the way over there.'
Excitement sparked her limbs into motion, and she crawled over to sit next to him, careful to tuck her skirt beneath her thighs to avoid the dirt.
He picked up a pair of clippers from beside him. 'Now, you need to snipe back these diseased parts here and there from the base of the plant. It helps it grow better.'
Snipping off two pieces of wood with ease, he deposited them in Maria's outstretched hand. Their rough textu
Dreams of realityA pair of eyes;
Open and stare through the lights,
Into the darkness of doom.
And yet they smile,
Yet they smile.
A drop of tear;
Seeps through the garden of death;
Falls to the mortal soil.
Dreams and desires will blend again,
To render the roses alive.
I am floating through a vision.
Like ripples, floating through the pond of life.
Can reality be so real?
Let me drown again,
Into the silence of familiar noise.
As I wander through the lanes of reason and passion.
The flame of hope burns bright,
Drenched in the colors of freedom.
So let my dreams unravel my soul,
As darkness fades away;
And let mortality draw me closer to destiny.
As these pair of eyes,
Open to stare through the lights again.
Is this reality?
Can reality be so real?
Time passes by, as the eyes keep staring;
Staring at the distant lights;
Staring beyond the distant skies.
What do they see?
What do they long?
What do they desire?
Then the skies will break down;
White lightning striking the dreamy clouds.
Moments will tur
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