Open the book:
I
Cars that scream
Girls that dream
Worlds that bleed
This is where we go
In the dead of night
And the end of the line
Vampires, werewolves, Dark Men
Oh, my!
II
Walk with me, child,
It won't take long,
Or be too strong
Just a little whiles
Past the miles
Of corn
Just ignore the scarecrow
And the darkness
Beyond
Stay with me, child,
And you'll be safe,
I'm sure
Come, child,
Close your eyes
And follow blindly
Into the land of dreams
Into death's other kingdom
Where we both shall
Live eternal
III
Fire, walk with me,
Be with me
Cherish me
Me, with a
Mighty pen and a
Sharper mind
Weapons sharper
Than knives, weapons
To sway a culture
Come, fire, dance
With me, dance the
Dance of death
For, it is the best
Dance I know,
The only dance
Expected of me
IV
Listen to me, child,
And I will tell you
A tale
A tale lost in time
But, true to all
Listen
Hear me, child,
Speak of Misery
And Rage
Of Love
And Betrayal
And the dreams of Lost Souls
These are stories
Long of age,
But short of memory
V
Don't go just yet, child,
There are more tales to tell
And more volumes to fill
My pen is not yet dry
My mind is not yet dull
The Tower is still a long way off
And the Wastelands are approaching quickly
May 2, 1996
