#RRBC BLOGGING CHALLENGE DAY 24

Today I’ll continue with my European vacation to London, England. Since we booked in a hurry, I realized afterward that we missed great sites in London and the surrounding suburbs. I hope there will be a next time.

I’ll begin with London Tower, which I found to be a creepy place.

I had an eerie feeling stepping inside, and it wasn’t because of the long lines.

We step inside; it’s dark and gloomy.

We are welcomed by statues wearing armor; even the horses have armor.

If I wanted to leave, would they come alive and stop me? I told myself it was my claustrophobia rearing its ugly head.

Did I hear a neigh from that horse? It was looking straight at me. I turn around and almost bump into this big guy.

Is that a face beneath the helmet?

The guide for London Tower (of hell, I added that) takes us to a staircase, which we climb, and then to a much narrower staircase. I have a bad feeling. We climb a bunch of steps, and I have trouble breathing. This isn’t Israel again. Once the tour guide tells us the passageway will get narrower, I respond I’m leaving. He gives me a strange look and says I must climb them to see the tower. I’m already pushing the annoyed tourists. I hear my husband grumbling behind me. My daughter doesn’t care since she also hates tight spaces.

Once we leave the hole in the wall passageway and reach the light, which is the semi-darkness of the main area, a special guide escorts us since we are not allowed to walk around by ourselves. We wait for the rest of our group and join them to see the monkey statues outside. I’m not a monkey fan, but I hate those monkeys. They remind me of the flying monkeys from the Wizard of Oz that still gives me nightmares.

Afterward, we were allowed to leave London Tower. I was never so happy to leave a tourist site, and this place is not on my recommended sites to see.

A THANKSGIVING SPIN

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A THANKSGIVING SPIN

Sweet and tasty it may be.

It does not come for free.

Life was given up

For this group to sup.

What are your holiday wishes?

And what could be the side dishes?

Some sliced fingers on a crystal plate

May satisfy your cravings of late.

Enjoy.

AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT

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

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HOWLS FILL THE NIGHT

Enjoy the eerie sights.

Beware of the dark nights.

Once you retire to your bed,

don’t fall prey to The Dead.

They come on a soft breeze

to do as they please.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

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THE DEAD AT HEART

5.0 out of 5 stars A true ‘thrilogy!

Gentlemen, are you ready?”

The very statement gives you a chill that races up your spine-The Dead at Heart captures you and launches the reader into the next adventure in the Dead Game ‘thrilogy!’ The new installment focuses on the relationship of Shana and William and the turmoil they face as they they work through their challenges.

Susanne Leist keeps the final book just as clever with her amazing talent for creating a world beyond our own. The tale remains true to the Goth style vampire setting adding twists in the story line to keep you turning the page. Love the setting of the book from the stoic mansions of Florida to the battles between vampires and werewolves. Leist’s series is a thrilling read, and highly recommend.

FROZEN FOR ETERNITY

Sad expressions for eternity

on frozen faces.

Actual tears mark

their frosty cheeks.

Beneath the music and gaiety

lies an undercurrent of evil.

THE DEAD GAME by Susanne Leist

A BLANKET OF ORANGE & RED

Among the tombstones,

Butterflies are aflutter.

A blanket of orange & red

falls to cover the green.

Sighs cut the silence

Like a sharp knife.

Beneath the ground,

The Dead wait.

The leaves lift in the wind,

Twirling to form shapes.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES

by Susanne Leist

WELCOME TO OUR WORLD

Welcome to our world.

Our haven from light.

A world of darkness.

We’re hidden from sight.

Dance with us tonight.

Come with us and play.

Music soothes the soul.

Dawn won’t have its say.

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NIGHTWALKER

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps follow me.

Hands circle my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He tastes my blood.

I fall into a red flood.

Will I belong to him?

He watches with a grin.

I’ve become a nightwalker,

a present from my stalker.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES
by Susanne Leist