Hidden 5 mos ago Post by Drifting Pollen
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Drifting Pollen Special Snowflake

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Mist and silence rule the streets now that the sun has set and died. A still portrait, deserted, for nobody dares to step outside. It's a rule in town, one by which all families must now abide: if you've children, keep them close, lock your doors and hide.

The air is cold with fear, as guardsmen watch with peeled eyes, and hark with reddened ears, listening for screams or cries. One rings out not an hour past dusk, and they race for the sound on booted feet, but find only a thin red trail, leading down a darkened street. Their captain frowns, remembering the massacre mere weeks past- his duty's clear, but what's honor worth if it makes this night his very last?

He dares not follow, fearing that he too shall meet a painful end, even as guilt wracks his heart, pain for a town he can't defend. A monster hunts for boys and girls, and none now dare to challenge this foe.

Someone, prays the silent town, save us from the Red Pierrot.

Hidden 4 mos ago Post by Tasuke
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Tasuke Oriental Princess

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A somber moon peers down tonight
through its mask of eerie clouds
upon domiciles frozen by fright
of the reaper adorned in shrouds
who prowls the streets for kids
for they possess souls pristine
and repentance the hunger forbids
so earning death from the Queen
whose emissary has long arrived
learning of the butcheries past
as well as the motives derived
hence it's known what bait best
to lure the prey into the nest

Therefore a child wanders the street
and such a pretty little thing she is
adorned in rags hugging self for heat
her bright eyes surely a fancy of his
in a perfect contrast to filthy skin
awhile she shivers in a summer chill
whispering for mother in shaking din
assuming she's next he's soon to kill
so bold as to call for Dad quite loud
still like a statue for a wanted reply
she swallows and sobs with head bowed
alone in the dark where a monster lie
with none to help when he soon appear
to claim the prize he holds so dear
Hidden 3 mos ago Post by Drifting Pollen
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Drifting Pollen Special Snowflake

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A sweet image of innocence
Her presence here so dissonant
Amidst the shadows and the grime.
Run, small one, while there’s still time!
Sneak away, find somewhere safe
A hidey-hole for a thin waif
Somewhere the demon will not seek,
Some lonesome refuge for the meek.

But nay, she strays not from her path
She cries to tempt the madman’s wrath
And all that’s left to do is pray
He does not come thisaway
Alas, the girl is not alone,
Her presence here is now beknown.

Quiet eyes observe her gentle walk,
Quiet feet behind her slowly stalk,
And from the vilest, blackest depths of shade
A shadow strikes, a great and dark curved blade!

Edge turned aside, the flat swings down
Towards the little wanderer’s crown
Seeking not her life to reap
But to knock her into dazed sleep
So that the Red Pierrot may snatch
Her up, to later on dispatch…
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