WHERE ANGELS FEAR TO DWELL July 19, 2022Susanne LeistLeave a comment Beneath the earth, we venture, not knowing what we may find. Will the dungeon lead us to hell, where angels fear to dwell? And therein lies a maiden. Her lips are ruby red. Her eyelids flutter open, Even though she’s quite dead. THE DEAD GAME Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
A GLOW IN THE NIGHT March 20, 2022Susanne Leist1 Comment A glow in the night will lead me astray from the moon’s light to where I can’t say. Bloody prints mark the way to a small town on the shore. At the end of the day, we are at the devil’s door. Time has no meaning or reason. You can travel forward or back. Death will follow with each season. It is past time for me to pack. THE DEAD GAME SERIES Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
DARK FEAR February 22, 2022February 22, 2022Susanne LeistLeave a comment A town where the snow is black,bringing coldness & fear.Old remnants of tears held back,& times too hard to bear.Woven from black sheets of rain,fear covers in disarray.Anguished & frozen with pain,dark petals fall in dismay. ♦THE DEAD GAME♦by Susanne Leist https://amzn.to/3hGy0hJhttp://bit.ly/1lFdqNj Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
ENDLESS NIGHT December 2, 2021December 2, 2021Susanne Leist2 Comments ‘Walk with me through the moonlit forest.Let our feet graze the tips of the grass,held aloft by our love and passion. Follow me through the endless nightto a land where no man walks,and love has no bounds or shackles. We will be free to display our passion,without retribution from humanity.Come with me, my ice princess. Step away from the burning plains,where the heat burns your soles,and love is hampered by humanity.’ He extends his hand,his lips never uttering a sound,his meaning as clear as can be. The other has followed us to the clearing,his eyes burning red with passion,a bright fire following in his footsteps. He scorches a trail through the grass,melting his enemy’s cold trail.They face each other. Hot and cold from opposite poles,dueling until the end of time.Our games have just begun. THE DEAD GAME SERIES Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
THE CRIMSON REFLECTION November 30, 2021November 30, 2021Susanne LeistLeave a comment Source:travel-story The sky dips into its bag of tricks to bring forth a full moon, as its crimson reflection mars the ocean’s smooth surface. From the water’s murky depths, dark creatures rise this night. Onto our crisp white shores, they walk, leaving bloody footprints in the sand, painting our town crimson, beneath the blood-red moon. THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
A HORROR STORY October 31, 2021Susanne Leist3 Comments We stand alone in this bleak hall. There won’t be dancing at this ball. Time to leave this creepy place. We must quicken our slow pace. But since this is a horror story, We will not be leaving with glory. THE DEAD GAME SERIES Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT October 28, 2021October 28, 2021Susanne LeistLeave a comment Sunset brings shadows with the night, Birds of prey springing into flight. As a hue of red paints the night air, A high-pitched howl sounds too near. Residents hide behind locked doors, As trails of blood seep through the floors. The mansion rumbles with laughter, Loud music reaches each rafter. Gargoyles watch as quiet as a mouse, As limousines line a path to the house. At the harsh stroke of midnight, Dancers freeze in the moonlight. THE DEAD GAME http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
SNOWBOUND October 25, 2021October 25, 2021Susanne LeistLeave a comment Snowbound at the inn, no one can get in, besides the cursed one who has already won, by picking off bodies, one by one. MEET ME IN MAINE http://amzn.to/3z0EcsQ https://bit.ly/3gj85hz https://bit.ly/3grfqL6 Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
SHADOWS FILL MY ROOM October 3, 2021October 3, 2021Susanne LeistLeave a comment Shadows fill my room. I’m going to swoon. It looks like a woman. But not at all human. The town is scary. It’s getting hairy. Florida isn’t all fun. Not a walk in the hot sun. THE DEAD GAME http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
HEAR THEM ROAR September 20, 2021September 20, 2021Susanne LeistLeave a comment lesstalkmoreillustration Prey Art Print By Daniel Taylor Tigers pace in their cages, Waiting to be set free. Animals fill the basement, An awful sight to see. Leashes jangle against bars. Metal against metal rings loud. As the gates slowly lift open, Pointy teeth glisten without sound. This cannot be happening. This cannot be so. No way are there tigers In the basement below. THE DEAD GAME Share thisTwitterTumblrLinkedInRedditFacebookPinterestWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...