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Something Wicked This Way Comes

With every breath the air grows stale, deathly call winds howl and wail. Raging thunder pounds like drums, when something wicked this way comes.

Night of the Murder

As roosting shadows take to flight, beware a murder* in the night.

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Born of the Night

Born of the night, they lurk in the shadows. Gargoyles of living stone, lost souls who wander mist shrouded cemeteries, and vampyres who dwell deep within forbidden crypts. Creatures of the night, they rise as darkness descends.

Birthday Misery
 
It's the one day of my life that has come all these years, the one day of my life that brings me to tears. Though not for happiness, excitement, or joy, but because I'm no longer a little boy. Sure, I've had gifts all over the place but during this day, all I see in the mirror is a sad and wanting face. It's not a want for more gifts, friends, or even a place to belong but instead it's a desire to stay forever young. With each passing year as I grow alittle bit older, this is the one day where everything becomes much colder. On this day I take one small breath because I know that I am one year closer to a natural death. You may not understand and I don't expect you to 'cause I'm sure that at least once in  your life this same feeling has come over you.So now, hopefully, you can see why I call this my "birthday misery."

*A murder is a group of crows or ravens.