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In Chilled Dank Halls

Updated on July 28, 2011

In Chilled Dank Halls

By Tony DeLorger © 2011

In the chilled dank halls of Manor Crouse,

not a sound, a stir not even a mouse,

dare break the silent shadows bound,

filled with abominations of life profound.

With piercing eyes and patient tongue,

they wait for unsuspecting throng,

of ghostly lost and weary souls,

to wander night and thirst resolve.

Drooling savage beasts imbibe,

the fears of all and passers-by,

in shadows plump with dread exude,

a fated horror death ensue.

Flesh and blood are torn to shreds,

splattered life in piles and beds,

while evil yellow eyes are pleasured,

throats are gashed and arteries severed.

By daylight all the feastings done,

and shadows filled with beasts are gone,

until the darkness falls once more,

in the chilled dank halls of beasts and gore.


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      Tony DeLorger 6 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks K. Burns Darling, I'm glad you enjoyd it. Thanks for reading and commenting.

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      Kristen Burns-Darling 6 years ago from Orange County, California

      As I was reading this, I heard Vincent Price's voice in my head...Just the sort of thing that I think that he would choose to give voice to. Loved it!