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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Fiend In Need - Is A Fiend Indeed
[time] => 2004-05-07 10:34:54
[hometext] => This is a condensed version of PART 2 of a Demon Trilogy
[bodytext] => As the young girl hurried home, upon a bleak mid-winter’s night, a demon stepped from the shadows into the moon’s pale light It regarded her with fiery eyes. It hissed and snapped its jaws. It spread its blood red, leathery wings and clicked its deadly claws. The demon hopped towards her. She smelt its putrid breath. The girl stood still and waited for the moment of her death. But the moment never came, in fact the demon smiled “I mean no harm� ( it rumbled ) “I would not hurt you child!� The demon knelt before her and to the girl’s surprise it recounted such a tale of woe as tears fell from its eyes. “I was human once� ( it said ) “But by a warlock’s spell I’m cursed to wear this body and to spend my days in hell.� “But you’re the key� (the demon said) “to all which I desire a lock of hair, freely given, is all that I require.� “Then shall this curse be lifted and I shall be set free, with my heart, my soul and body the way they used to be.� The young girl was so saddened that, for its lost soul’s sake, she held out a lock of golden hair for the demon beast to take. It cut the hair with a razor claw and it was O so gently placed among a hundred other locks of hair in a pouch about its waist. But even as it thanked her the young girl grew concerned For the demon’s gentle manner changed and its evil face returned. “I said I wouldn’t hurt you�, said the demon with a sigh “But I have a demons nature and Demons ALWAYS lie.� “You see – the lock of hair you gave has no magic lest you’re dead.� And with that the deceitful demon bit off the young girl’s head. And as the demon flew away it was still consumed with hate But there were many lonely girls to find and sad tales to relate. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 224 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Coquillion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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