Son of Satan
In the realm of evil,
on the seabed of blood,
the lone heir of chaos,
the son of great demon
has born
Feeding on the blood,
riding on the weak mind,
the ghoule kills all the smiles
and spreads tears everywhere
He hates the love
in the heart,
he loves the hate
in the mind
The light of truth
is his enemy,
the darkness of lie
is his army
All the mortal cowards
step aside,
down your sight,
bend your knees
With the weapon of violence,
to conquer the throne of bad,
The eternal,
The son of Satan
has arrived.
#poetry #review #everyone #K_Mohan
In the realm of evil,
on the seabed of blood,
the lone heir of chaos,
the son of great demon
has born
Feeding on the blood,
riding on the weak mind,
the ghoule kills all the smiles
and spreads tears everywhere
He hates the love
in the heart,
he loves the hate
in the mind
The light of truth
is his enemy,
the darkness of lie
is his army
All the mortal cowards
step aside,
down your sight,
bend your knees
With the weapon of violence,
to conquer the throne of bad,
The eternal,
The son of Satan
has arrived.
#poetry #review #everyone #K_Mohan
The world screams ruthless and selfish
As the bull storms out the field,
Only I see the lone wolf hidden in his heart
Cause that's my man, I wouldn't give up!
I reach the footsteps of the temple,
I'd proudly own as it's all mine,
The holy sanctuary that bears his hearts,
Beats in cacophony to the trumpets of life;
The demon you see, he's my monastery,
As my freezing fingers calm his burning nerves,
Just as his ears and nose turn red in anger,
My lips finds his, he begins meditating .
The nape of his neck evaporate heat,
Reminds me of a hundred burning lamps;
But those eyes give me a rush, I don't wanna miss
There's a volcano of rage his body hides;
I'm still diving deep into an uncertain ocean,
Here I go without a safety gear, overlooking every flaw of his !
Because this demon you see is mine !
#poem #review #everyone #hannah
As the bull storms out the field,
Only I see the lone wolf hidden in his heart
Cause that's my man, I wouldn't give up!
I reach the footsteps of the temple,
I'd proudly own as it's all mine,
The holy sanctuary that bears his hearts,
Beats in cacophony to the trumpets of life;
The demon you see, he's my monastery,
As my freezing fingers calm his burning nerves,
Just as his ears and nose turn red in anger,
My lips finds his, he begins meditating .
The nape of his neck evaporate heat,
Reminds me of a hundred burning lamps;
But those eyes give me a rush, I don't wanna miss
There's a volcano of rage his body hides;
I'm still diving deep into an uncertain ocean,
Here I go without a safety gear, overlooking every flaw of his !
Because this demon you see is mine !
#poem #review #everyone #hannah
Wind that was howling around
Pinning me to the forest ground
Elongated fangs and killer smile,
Sending chills to my spine.
Brown eyes, gorgeous honey pools
Made me loopy, made me lose.
Crackling Fire, kindling beside
Made him bathe in amber light
Driving crazy and they mocks
Some of his unruly locks
Demon against me, is wonderful sight.
Alas!
Starry sky and that beautiful night.
#vivektavinita #Review #poem
Pinning me to the forest ground
Elongated fangs and killer smile,
Sending chills to my spine.
Brown eyes, gorgeous honey pools
Made me loopy, made me lose.
Crackling Fire, kindling beside
Made him bathe in amber light
Driving crazy and they mocks
Some of his unruly locks
Demon against me, is wonderful sight.
Alas!
Starry sky and that beautiful night.
#vivektavinita #Review #poem
Letter of the dead
Letter from him 2
🔸To the girl with the demons🔸
Now i am your demon? I remember to be your happiness, your world. I knew how bad my scars were.. i guess it is me who knew how deep they were not you, so maybe i should have known that those scars could cost me you. i was in haze with all the love i forgot i was a dark soul. You gave me light. And with your letter not only did you take my only light,but you also have woken all my beasts. I don't think i will ever see light again. I don't want it anymore. All i wanted was you. i should have known that we were too good to be true. Sorry for causing you so much pain but i will never forgive you too.
Once your shadow
#review #story #kido
Letter from him 2
🔸To the girl with the demons🔸
Now i am your demon? I remember to be your happiness, your world. I knew how bad my scars were.. i guess it is me who knew how deep they were not you, so maybe i should have known that those scars could cost me you. i was in haze with all the love i forgot i was a dark soul. You gave me light. And with your letter not only did you take my only light,but you also have woken all my beasts. I don't think i will ever see light again. I don't want it anymore. All i wanted was you. i should have known that we were too good to be true. Sorry for causing you so much pain but i will never forgive you too.
Once your shadow
#review #story #kido
RAVANA'S REDEMPTION.
To get rid of my demons I hatched a gruesome plan.
Redemption was the only way to liberate my dark demon clan.
Blue God they say is all-merciful, my sire once told.
He walks down as the embodiment of light to defy the darkness, his tricks are old.
At one end were my demons uncouth, intoxicated by their might.
At the other were the beings of heaven, boastful and bright.
I was the mix of both, a breed lethal and obscure.
This lethal mix of dark and white was all I had to endure.
No Vedas or Vedanta had any answers to give.
Cursed and condemned was my soul caged in a mighty cell to live.
Fools are they, who think Sita abduction was a despotic act of mine.
I was relieved for once when I saw Hanuman, I knew soon it would be my time.
What more can a lost soul ask from the sky?
For someone who can show him the way or at least listen to his cry!
I knew that my blue God had to arrive soon.
To liberate me from my misery and grant me the one last boon.
Oh, fools you burn me thinking I'm dead and gone.
Don't forget, there's always a place for darkness, after the dusk and before the dawn...
-शब्दकिंकर #thewordgenie
#review
To get rid of my demons I hatched a gruesome plan.
Redemption was the only way to liberate my dark demon clan.
Blue God they say is all-merciful, my sire once told.
He walks down as the embodiment of light to defy the darkness, his tricks are old.
At one end were my demons uncouth, intoxicated by their might.
At the other were the beings of heaven, boastful and bright.
I was the mix of both, a breed lethal and obscure.
This lethal mix of dark and white was all I had to endure.
No Vedas or Vedanta had any answers to give.
Cursed and condemned was my soul caged in a mighty cell to live.
Fools are they, who think Sita abduction was a despotic act of mine.
I was relieved for once when I saw Hanuman, I knew soon it would be my time.
What more can a lost soul ask from the sky?
For someone who can show him the way or at least listen to his cry!
I knew that my blue God had to arrive soon.
To liberate me from my misery and grant me the one last boon.
Oh, fools you burn me thinking I'm dead and gone.
Don't forget, there's always a place for darkness, after the dusk and before the dawn...
-शब्दकिंकर #thewordgenie
#review
A faceless Goblin
I'm a Goblin faceless and green, in search of some audience to entertain.
Secretly searching for a face new, to reveal my century old pain.
I was an escape artist of my time, never caught or found.
Not a crook, but one of those thinkers who knew earth wasn't flat, but round.
The world tagged me mad, even exorcists had no cure.
Maybe I was really insane, or my logic, too tough to endure.
For once I got caught, lynched and thrashed, my family was put to shame.
Even my kins told it isn't my fault, but my reasoning is to be blamed.
Broken and hurt under a tombstone I went away in exile..
Now I return for the revenge, from the world of imbeciles.
I'll scrape and snatch all the faces the exhibition of understanding fake.
As it's my turn to see you faceless, for my demon's sake.
#thewordgenie #nightscribbles #review
I'm a Goblin faceless and green, in search of some audience to entertain.
Secretly searching for a face new, to reveal my century old pain.
I was an escape artist of my time, never caught or found.
Not a crook, but one of those thinkers who knew earth wasn't flat, but round.
The world tagged me mad, even exorcists had no cure.
Maybe I was really insane, or my logic, too tough to endure.
For once I got caught, lynched and thrashed, my family was put to shame.
Even my kins told it isn't my fault, but my reasoning is to be blamed.
Broken and hurt under a tombstone I went away in exile..
Now I return for the revenge, from the world of imbeciles.
I'll scrape and snatch all the faces the exhibition of understanding fake.
As it's my turn to see you faceless, for my demon's sake.
#thewordgenie #nightscribbles #review
Title: Time to Meet My Maker, I Guess!
I try to sleep, but there is a creaky voice. As the cool breeze brushes my face, I realise something spooky. Turning around in the direction of the ghastly noise, I find blood trails on the floor. I get up from the bed and carefully move to the switchboard. I try to switch on the light but the power is down. The creepy darkness and the air's chillness, makes me break out in goosebumps. I find my phone on the bed, beside the pillow. I want to switch on the flashlight, but my phone is dead! All the time, I am on the verge of a heart attack expecting a monster to come attack, to decorate the hallways with my blood and have me for a snack. I don't know if the blood belongs to my flatmates or the neighbor's dog that likes to doze in my apartment on a few chosen dates.
I'm sure, what the reason is, for all this, because we were stupid and very remiss. We tried out a ritual earlier in the night from an arcane book of witchcraft and doom that my friend rescued from some footpath vendor, I assume. We were just bored from the forced restrictions of the lockdown and the close down of the party scene in the whole town. We thought that the book was harmless, just the work of some twisted loon, but his writings in the book seemed timeless. We gathered in the hallway and held hands together and chanted the spell that the book quoted. With a twitch of the curtain, I am brought back to the present, where I am forced to choose between walking in the blood or to giving up hopes of living and just wait where I stood. Because if what I suspect is right, and what the book stated was all true, then I may not live past this night. The ritualistic ceremony we conducted last night is supposed to be the harbinger of doom, the bringer of Armageddon by bringing the Satan's minion, the demon Armanistenocepheles and his army of lesser demons and hell hounds, under his dominion, to the living plane and leave them to feast on men's flesh while ripping the soul to take back to their ruler in hell. I hear the scream of pain that seems inhuman and no human throat can sustain. The sound is definitely coming from the other bedroom where my flatmates share the room. Do I try to slip away from the other end of the hallway, or try to go save my friends even if I have to risk becoming prey. As the sounds abruptly end in a final huffing puff, I decide to run and save my skin because the others are already done in. I quickly but silently run into the hallway, and to the door that can save me from death right away. I make it to the door and open it. When I enter the corridor and turn to the steps, I face the biggest dog I've ever seen, it might as well be Cerebrus. I make a twist and run up the stairway, feeling pursuit from the hell hound that I hope to keep at bay. I stumble on the cracked stair on the third floor, take a stumble and fall on the dog, I feel the burn when I tough the dog's skin. I feel the dog straighten and go right for my jugular. When the razor sharp teeth pierce through my neck, I awaken, screaming my head off, loud enough to raise the Kraken that is my neighbor as well as my flat's owner. I feel embarrassed, and make a vow, to never again watch a horror movie at midnight before sleep, that too with my friends in tow! I feel happy that I am alive. Is that a good response, do you think or am I just a fool who should practice nonchalance?
#wca #wcss #ShortStory #review #Horror #SaiRamKiran
I try to sleep, but there is a creaky voice. As the cool breeze brushes my face, I realise something spooky. Turning around in the direction of the ghastly noise, I find blood trails on the floor. I get up from the bed and carefully move to the switchboard. I try to switch on the light but the power is down. The creepy darkness and the air's chillness, makes me break out in goosebumps. I find my phone on the bed, beside the pillow. I want to switch on the flashlight, but my phone is dead! All the time, I am on the verge of a heart attack expecting a monster to come attack, to decorate the hallways with my blood and have me for a snack. I don't know if the blood belongs to my flatmates or the neighbor's dog that likes to doze in my apartment on a few chosen dates.
I'm sure, what the reason is, for all this, because we were stupid and very remiss. We tried out a ritual earlier in the night from an arcane book of witchcraft and doom that my friend rescued from some footpath vendor, I assume. We were just bored from the forced restrictions of the lockdown and the close down of the party scene in the whole town. We thought that the book was harmless, just the work of some twisted loon, but his writings in the book seemed timeless. We gathered in the hallway and held hands together and chanted the spell that the book quoted. With a twitch of the curtain, I am brought back to the present, where I am forced to choose between walking in the blood or to giving up hopes of living and just wait where I stood. Because if what I suspect is right, and what the book stated was all true, then I may not live past this night. The ritualistic ceremony we conducted last night is supposed to be the harbinger of doom, the bringer of Armageddon by bringing the Satan's minion, the demon Armanistenocepheles and his army of lesser demons and hell hounds, under his dominion, to the living plane and leave them to feast on men's flesh while ripping the soul to take back to their ruler in hell. I hear the scream of pain that seems inhuman and no human throat can sustain. The sound is definitely coming from the other bedroom where my flatmates share the room. Do I try to slip away from the other end of the hallway, or try to go save my friends even if I have to risk becoming prey. As the sounds abruptly end in a final huffing puff, I decide to run and save my skin because the others are already done in. I quickly but silently run into the hallway, and to the door that can save me from death right away. I make it to the door and open it. When I enter the corridor and turn to the steps, I face the biggest dog I've ever seen, it might as well be Cerebrus. I make a twist and run up the stairway, feeling pursuit from the hell hound that I hope to keep at bay. I stumble on the cracked stair on the third floor, take a stumble and fall on the dog, I feel the burn when I tough the dog's skin. I feel the dog straighten and go right for my jugular. When the razor sharp teeth pierce through my neck, I awaken, screaming my head off, loud enough to raise the Kraken that is my neighbor as well as my flat's owner. I feel embarrassed, and make a vow, to never again watch a horror movie at midnight before sleep, that too with my friends in tow! I feel happy that I am alive. Is that a good response, do you think or am I just a fool who should practice nonchalance?
#wca #wcss #ShortStory #review #Horror #SaiRamKiran
Title: A society for women
To the lord of society, a lady asked a question,
“How to be an ideal woman? How to crack that equation?”.
To this, the Lord replied- “Certain rules you have to follow”,
“Foremost, question nothing and what I say you have to swallow”.
Being a kid, choose dolls over outdoor games,
If you’ll not do so, society will call you with awful names.
When others will play, you will learn how to cook,
It’s necessary for a girl than reading any sort of book.
Once your menstrual cycle starts, you will be impure,
So you will not enter the kitchen or temple, avoid school for sure!
Be limited to yourself, don’t even talk to boys,
Otherwise, they will call you ‘slut’, as norms of society it destroys.
Refrain from wearing high heels, refrain from wearing any short dress,
Because then you will ask for it, their brains will create that mess.
And if unfortunately, they lose control and you are raped,
It will be all your fault so you should be ready for getting blamed.
And once school gets over your career, your parents will decide,
They will not allow you to dream and you will not go outside.
Think little, graduation is only to get you, suitable groom;
For thoughts of working away, we don’t have any such room.
When they will come to see you, in front of them you will parade,
Your “chai and pakodas” will help them decide everything else will fade.
Getting married means losing your job and sacrificing your career,
And women are only to raise kids and it will become a barrier.
Be a showpiece in the house, a sex tool for your spouse,
He may beat you or rape you, but your voice should not arouse.
Fulfilling their requirements, you will give your entire life,
Getting commemorated only on women’s day or mother’s day, you will survive.
Hearing all this, the lady got real tensed;
Her face turned red as if she is feeling a pain immense.
“If that’s so, I should drop the dream of taking birth”.
“I want to be free and I can’t live if thoughts of society have such dearth”,
She shouted at the lord and went back to heaven,
Maybe she will come back once society is free of this demon.
#review #themodernsaint #poetry
To the lord of society, a lady asked a question,
“How to be an ideal woman? How to crack that equation?”.
To this, the Lord replied- “Certain rules you have to follow”,
“Foremost, question nothing and what I say you have to swallow”.
Being a kid, choose dolls over outdoor games,
If you’ll not do so, society will call you with awful names.
When others will play, you will learn how to cook,
It’s necessary for a girl than reading any sort of book.
Once your menstrual cycle starts, you will be impure,
So you will not enter the kitchen or temple, avoid school for sure!
Be limited to yourself, don’t even talk to boys,
Otherwise, they will call you ‘slut’, as norms of society it destroys.
Refrain from wearing high heels, refrain from wearing any short dress,
Because then you will ask for it, their brains will create that mess.
And if unfortunately, they lose control and you are raped,
It will be all your fault so you should be ready for getting blamed.
And once school gets over your career, your parents will decide,
They will not allow you to dream and you will not go outside.
Think little, graduation is only to get you, suitable groom;
For thoughts of working away, we don’t have any such room.
When they will come to see you, in front of them you will parade,
Your “chai and pakodas” will help them decide everything else will fade.
Getting married means losing your job and sacrificing your career,
And women are only to raise kids and it will become a barrier.
Be a showpiece in the house, a sex tool for your spouse,
He may beat you or rape you, but your voice should not arouse.
Fulfilling their requirements, you will give your entire life,
Getting commemorated only on women’s day or mother’s day, you will survive.
Hearing all this, the lady got real tensed;
Her face turned red as if she is feeling a pain immense.
“If that’s so, I should drop the dream of taking birth”.
“I want to be free and I can’t live if thoughts of society have such dearth”,
She shouted at the lord and went back to heaven,
Maybe she will come back once society is free of this demon.
#review #themodernsaint #poetry
Oh I met an angel so sweet
Meeting her was such a treat
Demon Emma , her name read
A confused emoji and she had enough said
But I kept on messaging her like crazy
Good morning , good evening , even flowers of daisy
But I never got a reply long enough
I don't know maybe the walls of privacy were too tough
I asked her the way to her heart
But everytime she pushed me out with such an art
But I'm still here expecting a reply soon
As it's already 2 past noon
I'm stopping it here for the time
It's getting too difficult to rhyme
( Ok! It isn't actually a fictional piece. I did actually write it for somebody .)
#everyone #poem #review
Meeting her was such a treat
Demon Emma , her name read
A confused emoji and she had enough said
But I kept on messaging her like crazy
Good morning , good evening , even flowers of daisy
But I never got a reply long enough
I don't know maybe the walls of privacy were too tough
I asked her the way to her heart
But everytime she pushed me out with such an art
But I'm still here expecting a reply soon
As it's already 2 past noon
I'm stopping it here for the time
It's getting too difficult to rhyme
( Ok! It isn't actually a fictional piece. I did actually write it for somebody .)
#everyone #poem #review
#wca #wcss
The Family Protector
We, a family of four shifted to our new house in North Carolina, in the middle of light vegetation, away from townships. Me and my sister were playing in front of the house, when we noticed a small puppy, struggling in the bush. We picked up the puppy and took to Mama, she being a kind hearted lady took it to a nearby vet who told us that it wasn't of some known breed but it's build indicated it to be strong and powerful. Mom, agreed to keep it with us and both of us were happy. Pluto, as we named him was a strange pup. He would behave all day long but at night he would growl at something. Mum was a little worried but she never said anything cause he always behaved with us. As he was better now ,one day we left him without his noose and in the morning we couldn't find him. We cried for long, our father searched around but it was nowhere to be found.
In a few months time, things turned around and one fine morning a strange thing appeared at our doorstep. It looked like a dog but it's build was almost like a lion, it's legs looked as he could tear down a buffalo, its mouth as big a lion, coat of fur so shiny white and black like a high breed horse. We were amazed to see it, and a little scared as well, but as it approached us, it took no time to us children to identify it. Ii was Pluto. Mom and Dad were super happy but little worried at his appearance, but Lucy was the happiest of us all, he was the closest to her since the beginning.
On the same day he returned, at night, mom again heard the strange growls but what she saw sent a shock down her spine. Pluto was holding Lucy at her collar by his teeth with blood running down his jaws. Mom cried and fainted at this sight. Hearing her shout, farther and me ran to the place and found her lying on the floor. We tried to wake her up but the loud growls drew our attention. What we saw was nerve wrecking. Lucy was there at the doorstep playing with a small puppy that looked like small Pluto, while what was happening in front of us, a few metres in front of the house was terrible.
We saw Pluto, with three heads each with a ferocious look, fighting a Demon like creature with a filthy appearance. The Demon, we saw was bleeding heavily and Pluto being at the top of him devouring him like a beast. The sight was frightening. We silently , pulled Lucy inside and locked the door. After a few hours, the growls stopped and the struggle had ended. It took us no time to deduce that he was no normal Dog, he had demonic powers but since he did not harm us father seemed less worried. While mother asked him repeatedly to call a priest. Father agreed and next morning, a priest arrived.
As the priest stepped out of his car, he refused to go inside and said there is a huge power around the house. He started to move to our backyard and we followed. He told us that in our backyard there was a deep endless tunnel to hell, and Demons use it to visit our world. We were lightening struck, and then Pluto came from behind and nudged at me. Father petted him, but the priest , he took no time to notice what Pluto actually was.
He asked us , where did we find him. We told him the entire story. The priest laughed and said, he is a "Hell Dog", the priest exclaimed and as he moved towards Pluto, Pluto tried to step back. But as the priest moved further towards Lucy, he revealed his true form and growled. The priest stepped back and told us, this is no ordinary dog. But he also told us that since we took care of it, he as per his nature, has become a protector but to the hell gate in our backyard. But of our family and will never allow anyone to harm us. He told us that Pluto, will live for eternity or until a new protector of the gate arrived. He also told us to look for a symbol of hell on his neck and we were amazed how we could oversee it. But as the priest told and although our parents were a little scared but seeing Pluto play along with us in front of the house releaved them of any doubt and we decided to keep our Pluto.
#Sagar #Pain
#review
The Family Protector
We, a family of four shifted to our new house in North Carolina, in the middle of light vegetation, away from townships. Me and my sister were playing in front of the house, when we noticed a small puppy, struggling in the bush. We picked up the puppy and took to Mama, she being a kind hearted lady took it to a nearby vet who told us that it wasn't of some known breed but it's build indicated it to be strong and powerful. Mom, agreed to keep it with us and both of us were happy. Pluto, as we named him was a strange pup. He would behave all day long but at night he would growl at something. Mum was a little worried but she never said anything cause he always behaved with us. As he was better now ,one day we left him without his noose and in the morning we couldn't find him. We cried for long, our father searched around but it was nowhere to be found.
In a few months time, things turned around and one fine morning a strange thing appeared at our doorstep. It looked like a dog but it's build was almost like a lion, it's legs looked as he could tear down a buffalo, its mouth as big a lion, coat of fur so shiny white and black like a high breed horse. We were amazed to see it, and a little scared as well, but as it approached us, it took no time to us children to identify it. Ii was Pluto. Mom and Dad were super happy but little worried at his appearance, but Lucy was the happiest of us all, he was the closest to her since the beginning.
On the same day he returned, at night, mom again heard the strange growls but what she saw sent a shock down her spine. Pluto was holding Lucy at her collar by his teeth with blood running down his jaws. Mom cried and fainted at this sight. Hearing her shout, farther and me ran to the place and found her lying on the floor. We tried to wake her up but the loud growls drew our attention. What we saw was nerve wrecking. Lucy was there at the doorstep playing with a small puppy that looked like small Pluto, while what was happening in front of us, a few metres in front of the house was terrible.
We saw Pluto, with three heads each with a ferocious look, fighting a Demon like creature with a filthy appearance. The Demon, we saw was bleeding heavily and Pluto being at the top of him devouring him like a beast. The sight was frightening. We silently , pulled Lucy inside and locked the door. After a few hours, the growls stopped and the struggle had ended. It took us no time to deduce that he was no normal Dog, he had demonic powers but since he did not harm us father seemed less worried. While mother asked him repeatedly to call a priest. Father agreed and next morning, a priest arrived.
As the priest stepped out of his car, he refused to go inside and said there is a huge power around the house. He started to move to our backyard and we followed. He told us that in our backyard there was a deep endless tunnel to hell, and Demons use it to visit our world. We were lightening struck, and then Pluto came from behind and nudged at me. Father petted him, but the priest , he took no time to notice what Pluto actually was.
He asked us , where did we find him. We told him the entire story. The priest laughed and said, he is a "Hell Dog", the priest exclaimed and as he moved towards Pluto, Pluto tried to step back. But as the priest moved further towards Lucy, he revealed his true form and growled. The priest stepped back and told us, this is no ordinary dog. But he also told us that since we took care of it, he as per his nature, has become a protector but to the hell gate in our backyard. But of our family and will never allow anyone to harm us. He told us that Pluto, will live for eternity or until a new protector of the gate arrived. He also told us to look for a symbol of hell on his neck and we were amazed how we could oversee it. But as the priest told and although our parents were a little scared but seeing Pluto play along with us in front of the house releaved them of any doubt and we decided to keep our Pluto.
#Sagar #Pain
#review
The Family Protector (1)
We were new to North Carolina and needed a house for a family of four. But even after searching for a entire month, we weren't able to find ourselves a decent house.
Our father, an Engineer by profession, soon spotted a house for sale at an online platform but he wasn't able find time out of his work and visit the place. So our mother took the task at hand and drove 4 hrs with me and little Lucy from the city to meet the owner of the house. They were and elderly couple with their son Jacob Morgan taking care of them. They lived in the middle of a wild place away from townships and with a little vegetation around. The moment we reached, we were amazed at the grandeur of the house but it's dilapidated state told the tales of the history it held. Nonetheless, we moved into the house after meeting with the owners and discussing with father. Father choose the house because his place of work was just a one hour drive and the nearest town was at two and half hours drive.
A few days after we shifted, me and my sister were playing in front of the house, when we noticed a small puppy almost at the end of it's life. It was weak, thin, emeciated and needed immediate attention. We picked up the puppy and took it to Mama, she being a kind hearted lady took it to a nearby vet who while examination found something strange about the pup. It wasn't of some known breed but it's build indicated it to be strong and powerful. Mom got a little scared but at our request she agreed to keep it with us, at one condition that we would take good care of it. Both of us were happy. Pluto, as we named him was a strange pup. He would behave all day long but at night he would growl at something but never barked, mum was a little worried but she never said anything cause he always behaved with us. As he was better now and it was about a month now, one day we left him without his noose at the door and in the morning we couldn't find him. We cried for long, our father searched around but it was nowhere to be found.
In a few months time, things turned around and one fine morning a strange thing appeared at our doorstep. It looked like a dog but it's build was almost like a lion, it's legs looked as if it could tear the ground a buffalo, its mouth as big a lion, coat of fur so shiny white and black like a high breed horse. We were amazed to see it, and a little scared as well, but as it approached us it took no time to us children and identify it, it was Pluto. Mom and Dad were super happy and a little worried at his appearance, but Lucy was the happiest of us all, he was the closest to her since the beginning.
On the same day he returned, at night, mom again heard the strange growls but what she saw sent a shock down her spine. Pluto was holding Lucy at her collar by his teeth with blood running down his teeth. Mom cried and fainted at this sight. Hearing her shout, farther and me ran to the place and found her lying on the floor. We tried to wake her up but the loud growls drew our attention. What we saw was nerve wrecking. Lucy was there at the doorstep playing with a small puppy that looked like small Pluto, while what was happening in front of us a few metres in front of the house was terrible. We saw Pluto, with three heads each with a ferocious look fighting a Demon like creature with a filthy appearance. The Demon, we saw was bleeding heavily and Pluto being at the top of him devouring him like a beast. The sight was frightening. We silently , pulled Lucy inside and locked the door. After a few hours, the growls stopped and the struggle had ended.
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#Pain #Sagar
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We were new to North Carolina and needed a house for a family of four. But even after searching for a entire month, we weren't able to find ourselves a decent house.
Our father, an Engineer by profession, soon spotted a house for sale at an online platform but he wasn't able find time out of his work and visit the place. So our mother took the task at hand and drove 4 hrs with me and little Lucy from the city to meet the owner of the house. They were and elderly couple with their son Jacob Morgan taking care of them. They lived in the middle of a wild place away from townships and with a little vegetation around. The moment we reached, we were amazed at the grandeur of the house but it's dilapidated state told the tales of the history it held. Nonetheless, we moved into the house after meeting with the owners and discussing with father. Father choose the house because his place of work was just a one hour drive and the nearest town was at two and half hours drive.
A few days after we shifted, me and my sister were playing in front of the house, when we noticed a small puppy almost at the end of it's life. It was weak, thin, emeciated and needed immediate attention. We picked up the puppy and took it to Mama, she being a kind hearted lady took it to a nearby vet who while examination found something strange about the pup. It wasn't of some known breed but it's build indicated it to be strong and powerful. Mom got a little scared but at our request she agreed to keep it with us, at one condition that we would take good care of it. Both of us were happy. Pluto, as we named him was a strange pup. He would behave all day long but at night he would growl at something but never barked, mum was a little worried but she never said anything cause he always behaved with us. As he was better now and it was about a month now, one day we left him without his noose at the door and in the morning we couldn't find him. We cried for long, our father searched around but it was nowhere to be found.
In a few months time, things turned around and one fine morning a strange thing appeared at our doorstep. It looked like a dog but it's build was almost like a lion, it's legs looked as if it could tear the ground a buffalo, its mouth as big a lion, coat of fur so shiny white and black like a high breed horse. We were amazed to see it, and a little scared as well, but as it approached us it took no time to us children and identify it, it was Pluto. Mom and Dad were super happy and a little worried at his appearance, but Lucy was the happiest of us all, he was the closest to her since the beginning.
On the same day he returned, at night, mom again heard the strange growls but what she saw sent a shock down her spine. Pluto was holding Lucy at her collar by his teeth with blood running down his teeth. Mom cried and fainted at this sight. Hearing her shout, farther and me ran to the place and found her lying on the floor. We tried to wake her up but the loud growls drew our attention. What we saw was nerve wrecking. Lucy was there at the doorstep playing with a small puppy that looked like small Pluto, while what was happening in front of us a few metres in front of the house was terrible. We saw Pluto, with three heads each with a ferocious look fighting a Demon like creature with a filthy appearance. The Demon, we saw was bleeding heavily and Pluto being at the top of him devouring him like a beast. The sight was frightening. We silently , pulled Lucy inside and locked the door. After a few hours, the growls stopped and the struggle had ended.
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The Family Protector(3)
It was clear to each one of us that Pluto is not a normal Dog, he had demonic powers but since he did not harm us father seemed less worried while mother was asking him repeatedly to call a priest. As we saw Lucy playing carelessly with Pluto, there was one thing we had clearly understood that those two shared a very closed relationship and that was a cause of concern for us but we also have understood by now that Pluto has been protective of Lucy.
Father agreed and next morning, a priest arrived. As he stepped out of his car, he refused to go inside and said there is a huge power around the house but it was not bad. Then he saw Pluto and Lucy , Lucy was fast asleep with her head lying on Pluto's stomach and he licking her head, behaving like a normal dog would be around house children.
He started to move to our backyard and we followed. He told us that in our backyard there was a deep endless tunnel to hell, and Demons use it to visit our world. We were lightening struck, and then Pluto came from behind and nudged at me. Father petted him, but the priest , he took no time to notice who actually, Pluto was. He asked us , where did we find him. We told him the entire story. The priest laughed as some demon has taken over him, he is a "Hell Dog" , the priest exclaimed and as he moved towards Pluto. Pluto tried to step back, but as the priest moved further towards Lucy, who has crawled along with Pluto to us. Pluto revealed his true form. The priest stepped back and told us, this is no ordinary dog. But he also told us that since we took care of it, he as per his nature, turned into a protector but not of the hell gate in our backyard. He was meant to guard the gate from humans and restrict demons to cross over to this world. But somehow he got attached to this pious soul, the priest was pointing for Lucy. He told us she is a gentle soul and has made him gentle, he will now guard her for life , with his own life.
He told us that Pluto, will live for eternity or until a new protector of the gate arrives. He also told us to look for a symbol of hell on his neck and we were amazed how we could oversee it. But as the priest told and although our parents were a little scared but seeing Pluto play along with us in front of the house releaved them of any doubt and we decided to keep o Pluto with us.
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#Pain #Sagar
#shortstory
It was clear to each one of us that Pluto is not a normal Dog, he had demonic powers but since he did not harm us father seemed less worried while mother was asking him repeatedly to call a priest. As we saw Lucy playing carelessly with Pluto, there was one thing we had clearly understood that those two shared a very closed relationship and that was a cause of concern for us but we also have understood by now that Pluto has been protective of Lucy.
Father agreed and next morning, a priest arrived. As he stepped out of his car, he refused to go inside and said there is a huge power around the house but it was not bad. Then he saw Pluto and Lucy , Lucy was fast asleep with her head lying on Pluto's stomach and he licking her head, behaving like a normal dog would be around house children.
He started to move to our backyard and we followed. He told us that in our backyard there was a deep endless tunnel to hell, and Demons use it to visit our world. We were lightening struck, and then Pluto came from behind and nudged at me. Father petted him, but the priest , he took no time to notice who actually, Pluto was. He asked us , where did we find him. We told him the entire story. The priest laughed as some demon has taken over him, he is a "Hell Dog" , the priest exclaimed and as he moved towards Pluto. Pluto tried to step back, but as the priest moved further towards Lucy, who has crawled along with Pluto to us. Pluto revealed his true form. The priest stepped back and told us, this is no ordinary dog. But he also told us that since we took care of it, he as per his nature, turned into a protector but not of the hell gate in our backyard. He was meant to guard the gate from humans and restrict demons to cross over to this world. But somehow he got attached to this pious soul, the priest was pointing for Lucy. He told us she is a gentle soul and has made him gentle, he will now guard her for life , with his own life.
He told us that Pluto, will live for eternity or until a new protector of the gate arrives. He also told us to look for a symbol of hell on his neck and we were amazed how we could oversee it. But as the priest told and although our parents were a little scared but seeing Pluto play along with us in front of the house releaved them of any doubt and we decided to keep o Pluto with us.
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#Pain #Sagar
#shortstory
It was stormy, dark night , the earth coming in between the moon and the sun, casting a shadow on the moon. There was Tom, the family's most dear pet wagging his tail standing at the door completely drenched in water. Noone dared to call him a dog. They always assumed he was one of them. And Wayne always played with Tom, took him for a walk, talked with him, played with him. No one in the falmily was as close to wayne as Tom and vice versa. But after his dissapearance, he had locked himself in the room. He was shattered crying all day. He would come down only for basic needs and rest of the time he would be in his room crying. To the delight of the family, Tom had returned exactly a year later. Everyone's eyes were filled with tears and they greeted Tom so happily. ButTom's favourite companion didnt know about his return. Everyone shouted, " Wayne, look who is here." But there was no reply. They went upstairs but he was not there. They searched the entire house, no sign of Wayne. A family which was celebrating the return of Tom, were now worried for Watne. They ran towards the station, lodged a missing complaint, search the whole town, but no sign of Wayne. As the moon was losing his brightness under the shadow of earth, the family lost their everything with the unnatural disappearance of Wayne. Wayne's brother Mat went to the church to pray for his brother's return. He took Tom with himself. But Tom was so disturbed by the sight of church, that he was growling, went impatient and bite Mat and ran awqy. Mat, who didnt care about the wound went inside the church to pray. The Father Jade, saw the wound on Mat's hand. He was shocked stricken as if he had seen a ghost, a demon.
" It is the bite of a demon. It is the bite of a demon." He shouted. Matt didnt know what he was saying. He explained the priest everything. Father went to his house and as Mat opened the door, Tom came rushing over the priest trying to rip his neck apart from his body. But father was prepared. He held the cross from his pocket on Toms head and Matt punched Tom aside. Matt could see the demon inside Toms eyes. Tom fell on the ground and went unconcious. Father held Matt by his hands and told him, " This coming tuesday at exactly 23:26 P.M is the solar cycle, when all the planets are aligned after 33 years. That day Tom will sacrifice his most dear to please the God of Demon. And you have to stop him. Close him in the house. There should be no one in the house. We have to stop him.No matter what."
On the coming tuesday, Matt and his family members locked Tom inside the room. Father Jade made a sacred circle around the house. Matt was standing outside the room and didnt realise he has to move out. But Tom had no choice. He was gaining enourmous power which led to the breaking of the door. He attacked Matt, injured him badly and went for the main door. But the father didnt lose hope. Matt went upstairs crawling and jumped from the window. With all the family praying and father bearing enormous pain and feeling the demonic powers, and Matt being so badly injured the time 23:26 passed away. The family sighed in relief. There was no more beatings on the door. All the noise had subsided. The door opened and there was Tom and Wayne playing with each other as if nothing has happened.
The family took Matt to the hospital. He was all ok. The father Jade began to leave. The family thanked the father for being with them and returning their beloved son. The father while leaving spoke the following words,
" No matter how faithful you are, there is always a demon insode you."
Matt saw those demonic eyes of father jade. It was the same as that of Tom's.
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" It is the bite of a demon. It is the bite of a demon." He shouted. Matt didnt know what he was saying. He explained the priest everything. Father went to his house and as Mat opened the door, Tom came rushing over the priest trying to rip his neck apart from his body. But father was prepared. He held the cross from his pocket on Toms head and Matt punched Tom aside. Matt could see the demon inside Toms eyes. Tom fell on the ground and went unconcious. Father held Matt by his hands and told him, " This coming tuesday at exactly 23:26 P.M is the solar cycle, when all the planets are aligned after 33 years. That day Tom will sacrifice his most dear to please the God of Demon. And you have to stop him. Close him in the house. There should be no one in the house. We have to stop him.No matter what."
On the coming tuesday, Matt and his family members locked Tom inside the room. Father Jade made a sacred circle around the house. Matt was standing outside the room and didnt realise he has to move out. But Tom had no choice. He was gaining enourmous power which led to the breaking of the door. He attacked Matt, injured him badly and went for the main door. But the father didnt lose hope. Matt went upstairs crawling and jumped from the window. With all the family praying and father bearing enormous pain and feeling the demonic powers, and Matt being so badly injured the time 23:26 passed away. The family sighed in relief. There was no more beatings on the door. All the noise had subsided. The door opened and there was Tom and Wayne playing with each other as if nothing has happened.
The family took Matt to the hospital. He was all ok. The father Jade began to leave. The family thanked the father for being with them and returning their beloved son. The father while leaving spoke the following words,
" No matter how faithful you are, there is always a demon insode you."
Matt saw those demonic eyes of father jade. It was the same as that of Tom's.
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|NOTHING IN PROMPTICULAR|
DAY 20
CONDITION: TEEN FICTION
PROMPT:
Nick was watching tv when the news anchor said, “Nick you really shouldn’t be watching tv. You need to go talk to Carol right now. Kill her.”
"NO! Get out of my head!" His roar shook the walls.
Nick's breaths became heavier. Deeper. Even, Animalistic. His
fists morphed into jittering balls. He stared at the tv with a predator in his eyes...
"I am not going to do it!" Each word was coordinated with the hurling of the centre table into the TV's face.
Nick's knees gave out. A tear slithered down. Jaws and teeth clenched alike, he kept muttering "She doesn't deserve this! She doesn't deserve this!"
His ears picked up a subtle vibration. It was his phone. Nick's legs were jelly from the internal war he was fighting. But he was strong. He was winning...
"Hey Nick! Something's going down. It's your girl again..."
Nick felt a relapse coming. First the heavier breaths. Then the snarling. Then the pestering twitch. There wasn't much he could do. His heart had been broken. Into one too many pieces.
"Nick?" Again from the other end of the call.
"Yeah, Todd, I hear you."
"You sound like puke, you're cool?"
"You ruined my nap. I'll get you for that."
Todd chuckled, doing well to cloak his intensifying fear. Not just for Nick. For himself too. He wasn't sure where the Nick he knew was. This wasn't Nick. Yet, he understood.
"Carol's out at the park." Todd started
"Picking flowers?"
"Yes, out of a Brad's hair! He's handling your girl, Nick. He's taking her."
"No..." Nick groaned as his twitching took over.
"I...I am the one who will take her."
He snarled.
"Yo Nick, don't do anything stupid."
"Nick! Nick!!!"
Todd's yelling was useless. Nick picked his keys off the floor. He cared nothing about them as he flung the table to silence the TV.
...
Nick's Cadillac pulled up at the park. He knew exactly where Carol would be. They went there all the time. He got out of the car. Fists still clenched. With a demon in his eyes.
"Nick! Wait!"
Todd cried from the coffee shop opposite the Park's entrance.
Nick didn't stop. He moved away calmly. With the aura of an overpowering beast.
"Nick what are you going to do?" Todd asked after he caught up.
Nick smirked, "You'll see."
"I'll come with you." Todd began, placing a hand on his buddy's shoulder.
"You're not going to like that." Nick hissed. "I can assure you."
...
The surfacing of Nick chased Brad away. Carol sat stiff in the grass. Nick saw through her smile. He always did.
"Need to talk to you." He started.
"Join me in the grass?" She asked, extending her hand.
He took it and pulled her up. "I brought the car. Let's go to the river."
...
The car charged down the path through the woods.
"Nick. Nick. Nick!!" She pounded his nearest shoulder. He was going too fast. Showing no signs of stopping. River straight ahead.
Nick neither turned nor said a word. His eyes were soulless.
Carol knew it was pointless. Her first attempt at unlatching the seatbelt failed. Then the next. Then the next.
"Nick?" She said. Tears snaking down her face. It had dawned on her.
"NICK!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
She attacked once more. Pounding his shoulder. Stabbing her window with her elbows. To no avail. A one-sided smile was his reaction...
"NICK! THE RIVER! THE RIVER!!"
Nick fixed his eyes on her face. The flood of tears had displaced her makeup.
"I...loved you..."
Off the Rocky ramp the car flew.
The deed was done.
...
Nick surfaced from the water. Soaked. Arm bloodied with bits of glass stuck in his flesh. Eyes distant. One-sided smile.
"NICK!!!" Todd called. His fears propelled him to follow. His cautious driving made him lose them in the woods.
"Nick! Where is Carol?"
"She's in the car."
"Where's the car."
"It's in the river." Nick answered again.
Todd froze.
"Oh, Todd, it wasn't all bad...at least I saw her off to the gates of hell. Right where she belongs."
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DAY 20
CONDITION: TEEN FICTION
PROMPT:
Nick was watching tv when the news anchor said, “Nick you really shouldn’t be watching tv. You need to go talk to Carol right now. Kill her.”
"NO! Get out of my head!" His roar shook the walls.
Nick's breaths became heavier. Deeper. Even, Animalistic. His
fists morphed into jittering balls. He stared at the tv with a predator in his eyes...
"I am not going to do it!" Each word was coordinated with the hurling of the centre table into the TV's face.
Nick's knees gave out. A tear slithered down. Jaws and teeth clenched alike, he kept muttering "She doesn't deserve this! She doesn't deserve this!"
His ears picked up a subtle vibration. It was his phone. Nick's legs were jelly from the internal war he was fighting. But he was strong. He was winning...
"Hey Nick! Something's going down. It's your girl again..."
Nick felt a relapse coming. First the heavier breaths. Then the snarling. Then the pestering twitch. There wasn't much he could do. His heart had been broken. Into one too many pieces.
"Nick?" Again from the other end of the call.
"Yeah, Todd, I hear you."
"You sound like puke, you're cool?"
"You ruined my nap. I'll get you for that."
Todd chuckled, doing well to cloak his intensifying fear. Not just for Nick. For himself too. He wasn't sure where the Nick he knew was. This wasn't Nick. Yet, he understood.
"Carol's out at the park." Todd started
"Picking flowers?"
"Yes, out of a Brad's hair! He's handling your girl, Nick. He's taking her."
"No..." Nick groaned as his twitching took over.
"I...I am the one who will take her."
He snarled.
"Yo Nick, don't do anything stupid."
"Nick! Nick!!!"
Todd's yelling was useless. Nick picked his keys off the floor. He cared nothing about them as he flung the table to silence the TV.
...
Nick's Cadillac pulled up at the park. He knew exactly where Carol would be. They went there all the time. He got out of the car. Fists still clenched. With a demon in his eyes.
"Nick! Wait!"
Todd cried from the coffee shop opposite the Park's entrance.
Nick didn't stop. He moved away calmly. With the aura of an overpowering beast.
"Nick what are you going to do?" Todd asked after he caught up.
Nick smirked, "You'll see."
"I'll come with you." Todd began, placing a hand on his buddy's shoulder.
"You're not going to like that." Nick hissed. "I can assure you."
...
The surfacing of Nick chased Brad away. Carol sat stiff in the grass. Nick saw through her smile. He always did.
"Need to talk to you." He started.
"Join me in the grass?" She asked, extending her hand.
He took it and pulled her up. "I brought the car. Let's go to the river."
...
The car charged down the path through the woods.
"Nick. Nick. Nick!!" She pounded his nearest shoulder. He was going too fast. Showing no signs of stopping. River straight ahead.
Nick neither turned nor said a word. His eyes were soulless.
Carol knew it was pointless. Her first attempt at unlatching the seatbelt failed. Then the next. Then the next.
"Nick?" She said. Tears snaking down her face. It had dawned on her.
"NICK!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
She attacked once more. Pounding his shoulder. Stabbing her window with her elbows. To no avail. A one-sided smile was his reaction...
"NICK! THE RIVER! THE RIVER!!"
Nick fixed his eyes on her face. The flood of tears had displaced her makeup.
"I...loved you..."
Off the Rocky ramp the car flew.
The deed was done.
...
Nick surfaced from the water. Soaked. Arm bloodied with bits of glass stuck in his flesh. Eyes distant. One-sided smile.
"NICK!!!" Todd called. His fears propelled him to follow. His cautious driving made him lose them in the woods.
"Nick! Where is Carol?"
"She's in the car."
"Where's the car."
"It's in the river." Nick answered again.
Todd froze.
"Oh, Todd, it wasn't all bad...at least I saw her off to the gates of hell. Right where she belongs."
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"A TALE TO THE ENDS"
Part-1
A god, i was born a god with the right to rule. To take, to own the existence. But i was betrayed by my own family, when they realised my godhood their feeble human minds could'nt comprehend the greatness they have been bestowed by and the fear took over them and they locked away my powers with their magic. They made these powerful keys to lock away all 5 of my powers and forcefully changed me into a human.'Now what i want you to tell me is, what you know about those keys old man' - said Amon while cleaning his gun
That's just a folklore - said an old shopkeeper sitting beside his desk shaking
Yeah i wished too, now tell me - said Amon as he shoots a glass jar beside the old man
Wait!, i remembered something - said old man as he grabbed his heart in fear
See, the method works, now bark - said Amon pointing gun at the old man
I know nothing about the keys you are talking about but there is something, this poem i heard from my father about some locked demon and his never ending lust for the keys to his cage
Interesting..., let's hear it - said Amon as he puts away the gun and sat on the chair
"The cursed child of demon
Born in a far land
The wise family of mages
Did'nt knew what nightmare was ahead
The child killed the kind king
And took his crown
melted the humans
With a tilted frown
5 fingeres when pointed
At the demon
He lost all his evil
Caged by the mages
And forced back to devil
Mages will always protect you
But evil still lingers in the trees
No matter how much time would past
But lustful demon should never find the keys"
If the fingers of mages in the poem are these keys you talk about then it is said that 3 keys were to be protected by mages, the demon child's father his mother and younger brother, while the 4th key is said to be taken back by elves who made them and the last key was thrown away in the deep ocean never to be found again- said old man
That's all i know through the folktale my father told me - said old man
Hmm i know what i have to do now, but for you old man you need to go - Amon points the gun at him
I knew you would'nt let me go, i just needed sometime to accept my fate but remember this you are nothing more than a pest who slipped through the god's hand and fell on the earth - said old man staring in Amon's eye
Amon took his face near the old man's ear and said 'No i didn't slip, i teard off the god's hand and descended upon the earth then he shot the old man in the face and left.
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#Einstestine
Part-1
A god, i was born a god with the right to rule. To take, to own the existence. But i was betrayed by my own family, when they realised my godhood their feeble human minds could'nt comprehend the greatness they have been bestowed by and the fear took over them and they locked away my powers with their magic. They made these powerful keys to lock away all 5 of my powers and forcefully changed me into a human.'Now what i want you to tell me is, what you know about those keys old man' - said Amon while cleaning his gun
That's just a folklore - said an old shopkeeper sitting beside his desk shaking
Yeah i wished too, now tell me - said Amon as he shoots a glass jar beside the old man
Wait!, i remembered something - said old man as he grabbed his heart in fear
See, the method works, now bark - said Amon pointing gun at the old man
I know nothing about the keys you are talking about but there is something, this poem i heard from my father about some locked demon and his never ending lust for the keys to his cage
Interesting..., let's hear it - said Amon as he puts away the gun and sat on the chair
"The cursed child of demon
Born in a far land
The wise family of mages
Did'nt knew what nightmare was ahead
The child killed the kind king
And took his crown
melted the humans
With a tilted frown
5 fingeres when pointed
At the demon
He lost all his evil
Caged by the mages
And forced back to devil
Mages will always protect you
But evil still lingers in the trees
No matter how much time would past
But lustful demon should never find the keys"
If the fingers of mages in the poem are these keys you talk about then it is said that 3 keys were to be protected by mages, the demon child's father his mother and younger brother, while the 4th key is said to be taken back by elves who made them and the last key was thrown away in the deep ocean never to be found again- said old man
That's all i know through the folktale my father told me - said old man
Hmm i know what i have to do now, but for you old man you need to go - Amon points the gun at him
I knew you would'nt let me go, i just needed sometime to accept my fate but remember this you are nothing more than a pest who slipped through the god's hand and fell on the earth - said old man staring in Amon's eye
Amon took his face near the old man's ear and said 'No i didn't slip, i teard off the god's hand and descended upon the earth then he shot the old man in the face and left.
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#Einstestine
Demon
Putting the pieces back to life
I stumbled on another piece of lie.
While drawing the pictures for you,
I witnessed another demon just in sight.
A queen or a demon?
You gave me memories that torments.
To wonder if you're still human,
Is the shame I have to live by.
To change you might not be easy;
Since you're the demon I help created.
I want it to stop so badly
And I'll pierce my heart if ever needed.
💔
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Putting the pieces back to life
I stumbled on another piece of lie.
While drawing the pictures for you,
I witnessed another demon just in sight.
A queen or a demon?
You gave me memories that torments.
To wonder if you're still human,
Is the shame I have to live by.
To change you might not be easy;
Since you're the demon I help created.
I want it to stop so badly
And I'll pierce my heart if ever needed.
💔
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WHAT LAY BENEATH.
At first they thought it was all fun and games. They paid no heed to the advice their parents millions of times gave. In their minds, they had to try it out. They had find out what lay beneath. They wanted to know what little creatures crawled behind those old crumbling walls of that house at HILLPOINT, the house their grand parents told them is haunted.
They wanted to know what demon slept their. They wanted to know what monsters bellowed all night- but most of all, they wanted to prove the legend. Curiosity killed the cat.
So on the night of December 31st, 1998, the threesome__ one girl, two boys all not older than 14__ climbed up the winding hill to the old rotting house that stared them back menacing, evil- diabolical. It was like it wanted to quench a thirst for blood. And there coming, down the winding road, where three ignorant little kids. Fools.
When they approached the house, 10 feet maybe, an owl hooted, the harbinger of death. A warning none of the three took. They had to explore, they had to find out. It was like the house had a magical magnet pull that reached out to their souls, it pulled them, 5 feet now.
For a hill, it was too silent, no wind, and no creatures in the grass sang their evening songs. It was 6PM. It was like the creatures knew the house reeked of death, so they kept away. Even the wind. The atmosphere was dry_barren.
The girl finally broke the silence,
"Let's go home guys!" She nudged the boys, her voice trembling. But they heard nothing, they were hypnotised. They didn't have control over themselves. The house smiled. It's windows so dark, no sign of life inside. No sign of anything good. They still didn't care.
She spoke up again, this time taking a step backwards, holding the teddy bear she always carried with her even tighter, "Come on guys, let's go back!" She almost screamed and cried. She stamped her feet on the ground. They didn't care. They had to get it and maybe greet the devil that lived in that old ragged house.
"Go home Suzy." One of the boys replied and continued "adventures aren't for the weak at heart."
He didn't even bother to look back as he said this. His gaze was only on the house, his and the other boy's mouths feel agape, as if they were awe struck. There eyes devilishly black, no sense of humanity left in them. None at all. They now belonged to the house. Their souls doomed to be trapped in it forever.
One step close to the door. The taller of the boys opened it. It let out a long menacing and satanic Creek, as if it were laughing at them. For being foolish preferably.
Once opened, it let out a strong gush of air that sucked the boys in. They screamed! But it was too late.
And while Suzy stood their crying, weeping and sobbing, at the window, she saw two glows, red in color. The monster stared at her. The demon lusted for her. She felt the pull and towards the house she went, like a zombie. Doomed to die. At the hands of whatever lay beneath.
They got their answers, but they didn't live long enough to evaluate them.
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At first they thought it was all fun and games. They paid no heed to the advice their parents millions of times gave. In their minds, they had to try it out. They had find out what lay beneath. They wanted to know what little creatures crawled behind those old crumbling walls of that house at HILLPOINT, the house their grand parents told them is haunted.
They wanted to know what demon slept their. They wanted to know what monsters bellowed all night- but most of all, they wanted to prove the legend. Curiosity killed the cat.
So on the night of December 31st, 1998, the threesome__ one girl, two boys all not older than 14__ climbed up the winding hill to the old rotting house that stared them back menacing, evil- diabolical. It was like it wanted to quench a thirst for blood. And there coming, down the winding road, where three ignorant little kids. Fools.
When they approached the house, 10 feet maybe, an owl hooted, the harbinger of death. A warning none of the three took. They had to explore, they had to find out. It was like the house had a magical magnet pull that reached out to their souls, it pulled them, 5 feet now.
For a hill, it was too silent, no wind, and no creatures in the grass sang their evening songs. It was 6PM. It was like the creatures knew the house reeked of death, so they kept away. Even the wind. The atmosphere was dry_barren.
The girl finally broke the silence,
"Let's go home guys!" She nudged the boys, her voice trembling. But they heard nothing, they were hypnotised. They didn't have control over themselves. The house smiled. It's windows so dark, no sign of life inside. No sign of anything good. They still didn't care.
She spoke up again, this time taking a step backwards, holding the teddy bear she always carried with her even tighter, "Come on guys, let's go back!" She almost screamed and cried. She stamped her feet on the ground. They didn't care. They had to get it and maybe greet the devil that lived in that old ragged house.
"Go home Suzy." One of the boys replied and continued "adventures aren't for the weak at heart."
He didn't even bother to look back as he said this. His gaze was only on the house, his and the other boy's mouths feel agape, as if they were awe struck. There eyes devilishly black, no sense of humanity left in them. None at all. They now belonged to the house. Their souls doomed to be trapped in it forever.
One step close to the door. The taller of the boys opened it. It let out a long menacing and satanic Creek, as if it were laughing at them. For being foolish preferably.
Once opened, it let out a strong gush of air that sucked the boys in. They screamed! But it was too late.
And while Suzy stood their crying, weeping and sobbing, at the window, she saw two glows, red in color. The monster stared at her. The demon lusted for her. She felt the pull and towards the house she went, like a zombie. Doomed to die. At the hands of whatever lay beneath.
They got their answers, but they didn't live long enough to evaluate them.
#review #AI #ShortStory
When you face your demon.
The day when you feel every possible pain, confusion, darkness, the negativity you can imagine. When you can't able to sleep when you can't able to breathe peacefully, and so on.
Consider this now you found your demon. You feel helpless, you feel so numb, you feel lost.
But you know what?
Even in the night of darkness, there is still hope of light that waiting for you.
Gautam Buddha once said, whenever you fall into the worst situation never forget to pursue something good from it.
Make your pain your best teacher your best friend. You're pain always trying to say become better than you used to be. Become stronger than you used to be.
• This Universe beyond our thinking and imagination.
In this universe, there is something or nothing. We don't know. No one does.
I don't know where you live but I know you live somewhere in the world in this tiny world, we don't know why we here, we don't know why we born.
We come into this world. We spend our lives with our loved ones, then we die they will cry and they will move on because this is very difficult to live with that pain and they also die one day. If you do something to help this world some more people remember you and some will cry some will not and they also move on.
Something always with you withing you but we always underestimate that sense of existence.
In this new world, we always greedy to feed logic and reasoning but our small brain not made out for that, this universe beyond our mind.
Thoughts come and goes.
Days come and goes.
The feeling comes and goes.
People come and goes.
What remains at this moment?
You!
When you're day will come you also leave this world. Understand this and be grateful for this precious life. Be kind, be honest add value to your life.
Find something that you can live or die for. Find your calling.
Suppose even if you don't achieve what you planned for the last day of your life, you will have a smile of satisfaction on your face that you never give up you always stand back when you fall. You always fight back. This only enough to make you smile on your last day.
When someone decides to give that precious life to something he/she loves, The great infinite universe starts giving them energy, potential, the courage to do that thing.
Then nothing seems that important than your purpose. Believe in yourself the more you hurt the more you will become stronger.
Have faith in my words, forgive yourself for everything and start again my love.
Thanks for reading.
#MJ #Review #story
The day when you feel every possible pain, confusion, darkness, the negativity you can imagine. When you can't able to sleep when you can't able to breathe peacefully, and so on.
Consider this now you found your demon. You feel helpless, you feel so numb, you feel lost.
But you know what?
Even in the night of darkness, there is still hope of light that waiting for you.
Gautam Buddha once said, whenever you fall into the worst situation never forget to pursue something good from it.
Make your pain your best teacher your best friend. You're pain always trying to say become better than you used to be. Become stronger than you used to be.
• This Universe beyond our thinking and imagination.
In this universe, there is something or nothing. We don't know. No one does.
I don't know where you live but I know you live somewhere in the world in this tiny world, we don't know why we here, we don't know why we born.
We come into this world. We spend our lives with our loved ones, then we die they will cry and they will move on because this is very difficult to live with that pain and they also die one day. If you do something to help this world some more people remember you and some will cry some will not and they also move on.
Something always with you withing you but we always underestimate that sense of existence.
In this new world, we always greedy to feed logic and reasoning but our small brain not made out for that, this universe beyond our mind.
Thoughts come and goes.
Days come and goes.
The feeling comes and goes.
People come and goes.
What remains at this moment?
You!
When you're day will come you also leave this world. Understand this and be grateful for this precious life. Be kind, be honest add value to your life.
Find something that you can live or die for. Find your calling.
Suppose even if you don't achieve what you planned for the last day of your life, you will have a smile of satisfaction on your face that you never give up you always stand back when you fall. You always fight back. This only enough to make you smile on your last day.
When someone decides to give that precious life to something he/she loves, The great infinite universe starts giving them energy, potential, the courage to do that thing.
Then nothing seems that important than your purpose. Believe in yourself the more you hurt the more you will become stronger.
Have faith in my words, forgive yourself for everything and start again my love.
Thanks for reading.
#MJ #Review #story
#_Demon__
As I saw you again after years The mere sight sent me shivers.
Yes, I was very young and naive.
But I could decipher that you weren't nice.
The way you touched me was so wrong Never imagined that it will leave a scar for lifelong.
What was so sexual in me? for god sake, I was sever 1 spet nightmares and you are the demon.
There weren't any bra straps, nor my frock was revealing Then what did I do to arouse your lustful feeling?
Family is a shelter, I have always learned But all my innocence that day you burned.
What haunts me more is the smile you still give It seems as if you are still peeping deep within.
Reading #Metoo posts, I wished to acream too But the mere imagination of aftermathi, made me withdrew.
Now I cover myself extra, I don't get too close.
For I don't want another scar in the name of "happy dose".
Now every touch is scary and every man looks like you Because even slightest of closeness brings back that view.
I miss my innocence when the world seemed like a paradise But I am born with a vagina and I have to pay the price.
✍️🏻——Pooja Dewan #PD #review
As I saw you again after years The mere sight sent me shivers.
Yes, I was very young and naive.
But I could decipher that you weren't nice.
The way you touched me was so wrong Never imagined that it will leave a scar for lifelong.
What was so sexual in me? for god sake, I was sever 1 spet nightmares and you are the demon.
There weren't any bra straps, nor my frock was revealing Then what did I do to arouse your lustful feeling?
Family is a shelter, I have always learned But all my innocence that day you burned.
What haunts me more is the smile you still give It seems as if you are still peeping deep within.
Reading #Metoo posts, I wished to acream too But the mere imagination of aftermathi, made me withdrew.
Now I cover myself extra, I don't get too close.
For I don't want another scar in the name of "happy dose".
Now every touch is scary and every man looks like you Because even slightest of closeness brings back that view.
I miss my innocence when the world seemed like a paradise But I am born with a vagina and I have to pay the price.
✍️🏻——Pooja Dewan #PD #review
Sleep:
You sleep and dream
I can’t sleep because of dreams
Dreams are that different
Home:
I walk alone, tired
Want to go home badly
Found you, mi casa
Toys:
They share feelings with you
Caress your crying head, hold your smiley face
But those toys can only smile
Isolation:
‘A monster!’, they say
Isolated by everyone, I cry alone
Loneliness, the real demon
Books:
They say talk more, socialize
You will need those for better life
I hold a book and smile
Ice cream:
Icy cold, creamy smooth
Indeed, the opposites attract it seems
That’s what’s love I see.
There are some haiku poems I wrote for my college competition.
Do tell me if anything needs to be improved~
#review
You sleep and dream
I can’t sleep because of dreams
Dreams are that different
Home:
I walk alone, tired
Want to go home badly
Found you, mi casa
Toys:
They share feelings with you
Caress your crying head, hold your smiley face
But those toys can only smile
Isolation:
‘A monster!’, they say
Isolated by everyone, I cry alone
Loneliness, the real demon
Books:
They say talk more, socialize
You will need those for better life
I hold a book and smile
Ice cream:
Icy cold, creamy smooth
Indeed, the opposites attract it seems
That’s what’s love I see.
There are some haiku poems I wrote for my college competition.
Do tell me if anything needs to be improved~
#review