Ransom Backus
Joined July 2017
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Cold
Wolfen claws or Dracula fangs didn't scare me. Things that went bump in the night, I ignored. The nether-beasts howling their agony from below didn't phase me. The wolfen were an urban legend, meant to scare youngsters. The vampires feared my name. The animated dead; those rotted corpses that hell didn't want, avoided me. At my name, they shrieked in terror, begging to be free of what I might do to them.
By Ransom Backus6 years ago in Horror