Friday, May 19, 2006

Fridays Glimpse into The Darkness: When He Stirs...

Beneath the boughs of circumstance I awoke. Years, I feared, had unraveled behind me like so many frayed skeins of tapestries left to bear witness of the passing ages. I felt my power akindle, the blood of unrivaled ancestors scorching through long abused veins that strove to revive to me my long lost glory. My call went out, a desperate clarion for nepenthe. I would not face this new world without a sustenance as bold as the very sun itself. I had to have, I would have, and now.

"Who, who are you?" She asked.

"I? I am power. Men call me legion."

"Well, okay. I, um, have two large pies with everything, and that'll be $13.50 if you got a coupon."

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