DreamerThe darkness swooned over its child; one lonely boy sitting scared and frightened in the ever-darkening woods.
The darkness watched, and wrapped the boy up in its arms; its cold radiating through the very soul of the boy.
A wolf in the distance howled aloud, and the child shuddered. His breath turning to a white mist as it left his mouth and was entombed by the cold atmosphere.
He shivered. This place was unknown, it was dark and frightening and the darkness seemed to hug him like a mother does her baby.
The wind whispered a harsh terror, his nerves shaking like ice.
Rain clouds began to form above him; the very presence dropping the temperature further and further into the negatives.
Rain began to fall, dripping slowly at first, and gradually increasing into a down pour, but the boy was not phased, he just sat, shivered, and thought.
The boy did so much thinking, way too much for such a young mind. His thoughts often haunted him, and now more than ever, they created a worl
Where The Thunder RoarsAnd the storm clouds grow darker,
And the lightning grows brighter,
The thunder rolls deeper,
And my heart breaks.
Like a fire spitting burning embers,
You scar my skin,
But underneath my heart remains yours;
Tragic love story.
Like a hail storm throwing solid rocks,
You pierce my soul,
With your unending lies,
Like a raincloud drenching all below,
You flood me with your need,
To make do with what's at hand,
Instead of waiting,
To be with me
It all bubbles up,
Rising to the surface,
Eager to be fed,
By life's mishaps and
The fury boils quickly,
Growing into rage,
A passion for destruction,
Raw aggression and
Aggravation fuels the heart,
The soul of the passion,
The passion for hatred,
Hatred of humanity and
Love for decimation.
Feeding on the pain,
Like constantly stabbing a wound,
Makes it hurt only longer,
Taking longer to overcome and
Taking longer to control.
Green Shadows Part 4Montague, Jones and Brown stood straight as statues, facing their commander.
'So far, this mission is a complete and utter disappointment!' Reeds spat, throwing his hands against the desk, causing the tub of pencils to fall over noisily.
'We have already lost 7 personal and I will NOT stand for anymore! Now, get in there, and disarm those nuclear warheads so that we can take down that building once and for all!' Reeds roared angrily, jabbing the intercom with his finger.
'Get me a coffee Doris!' He ordered, falling back on his chair, motioning violently for the Bomb-Disarming squad to get out of his sight.
Doris walked in immediately with a coffee and the day's newspaper. 'Here you go sir,' she said, placing them on his desk. Her long brown hair hanging dead around her ages shoulders.
'Thanks hun.' Reeds mumbled, sipping noisily from his cup.
'Where am I?' Samuel asked as he opened his heavy eyelids. He heard a low-voiced curse flow out over him.
'Just sleep Samuel my boy; th