A MAGICAL NIGHT

 

 

A MAGICAL NIGHT

It is a magical night for a party.

Beautiful couples dance

between the glass statues.

Fancy gowns draped

on perfect bodies.

The party at the glasshouse is perfect.

Maybe a little too perfect.

THE DEAD GAME

 

AN UNDERCURRENT OF EVIL

halftimeprincess:

The guests are dancing.

Between frozen statues.

Statues of ice.

Sad expressions for eternity.

They appear alive.

Tears flowing down

their frosty cheeks.

Tears that appear wet.

This glass house holds terrors.

Beneath the music and gaiety

lies an undercurrent of evil.

Time to leave this fake paradise.

To leave the perfect guests.

To escape if one can.

Escape this deadly game

of The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME

Kindle

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Nook

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FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

halftimeprincess: Art by Augusto Peixoto @ IrondoomDesign DEVIANTART

FOLLOW THE LIGHTS

Follow the lights to the house of glass.

There will be much splendor in the grass.

Lights in the trees as far as the eye could see.

A more decadent event there could not be.

Champagne will be flowing until the wee hours.

Come with me and dance among the pretty flowers.

This room full of guests gives me a chill.

Maybe we should leave I’ve had my fill.

Eyes are following us in the room.

They will be upon us all too soon.

The guests are not what they appear.

Beneath they are just bones and hair.

THE DEAD GAME
Kindle
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Nook
http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj

MASQUERADE

A masquerade ball.
One of my favorite events.
Hidden behind disguises,
people reveal more.
More than they should.
 
They will dance and drink the night away.
Swaying to the music.
Bodies relaxing.
Tongues loosening.
Ah..to be a fly on the wall.

I will wear my mask and heels.
A long silky dress.
A smile on my face.
I’m ready for adventure.
Who shall I pick?

The man surrounded by beauties.
The man sitting sullenly by the bar.
Or the man observing everyone
from a distance.
I choose him.

He’s looking over at me.
Is that a wink for me beneath his mask?
He is tall, dark, and handsome.
My perfect type.
Who is he?
I don’t care.
He’s all mine for this evening.

THE DEAD OF NIGHT

flowersgardenlove:

Come to the party.

There will be dancing

and plenty of champagne.

A glass house

with perfect guests

in ballgowns and tuxedos,

circling the dance floor

under sparkling chandeliers.

Frozen statues sprinkled about.

A mermaid fountain waiting

in the rose garden.

Nothing could be better

or more perfect.

That is, until the clock

strikes midnight.

All freeze to the sound.

Many ascend the clear

staircase to the rooms above.

Where have they gone?

And why?

We are left to wonder

with the dwindling number

of guests.

Will our fate be sealed

on this night?

Come and help us.

THE DEAD GAME

Kindle

http://amzn.to/1lKvMrP

Nook

http://bit.ly/1lFdqNj