Even in the darkest days, when you are desperate and in pain, don't fear you'll be alone. A man, of no age, will be with you in those times, making your home his home, a friend and fiend alike.
And this man might seem plain, yes, harmless even. He'll talk with silver tongue and hide his slitted eyes, this man whose whispers seem to be the brightest light.
He slithers in your heart, so endearingly, feasting from his host, a carnivorous lover.
And in the lightest times, he'll whisper in your ear: "Beware!" and you'll heed and fear, all which could save you from this evil, so I'll give you my word and warn you now, its the time the heed and fear, and beware the snaked tongued man.
YOU ARE READING
Tales from the Outer Town
Short StoryA collection of short stories I write throughout the time, all around the story of Outer Town.
