HOUSE OF ICE

yan-wo:
“ Ice Hotel, Quebec
”
A house of ice.
Sounds too nice?
It might be.
It’s next to the sea.
Ice statues populate the place.
Just don’t look into their face.
Tales of horror fall from their lips.
Better run away from all this.
THE DEAD...

 

A house of ice.

Sounds too nice?

It might be.

It’s next to the sea.

Ice statues populate the place.

Just don’t look into their face.

Tales of horror fall from their lips.

Better run away from all this.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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A MAGICAL NIGHT FOR A PARTY

 

A MAGICAL NIGHT FOR A PARTY

The glass dome reflects the sparkling stars.

Inside, dancing pairs twirl around.

Beneath chandeliers of ice.

Between frozen statues.

Reflecting days gone by.

In mirrors upon the frosted walls.

Spin and dance the night away.

Until the dawn rises clear and strong.

And chases away the dark shadows.

A party at a glass house can be perfect.

Maybe a little too perfect.

THE DEAD GAME

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ICE HEAVEN

 

An ice heaven awaits.

Frozen statues in paradise.

Parties in the cold of night.

The Dead of night.

The Dead can’t feel the burn.

Their guests twirling among the frozen

Raise their glasses to The Dead and gone.

No melting until the sun shines bright

And The Dead hide their faces.

Take me away from here

Before I become one of them.

The night walkers who seek darkness

and revel in the cold night hours.

THE DEAD GAME

DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY

 

Let’s dance at the party in the glass house.

Candles light up its rounded walls.

A glowing green-glassed ball.

Dancers dressed in their party finery.

Dance around the statues of men and women.

Frozen forever in their glass tombs.

Sound like fun?

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WINTER FANTASY

splendiferoushoney:

Winter Beauty

Excerpt from THE DEAD GAME

Chapter 22

Their car neared the house. A stunning sight unfolded before their eyes. Encased in a tight circle of trees, shimmering from the lights strung through their heavy branches, the glass house sparkled against the dark night sky: a huge glass ball shooting green sparks of light from within its rounded walls. Its great dome twinkled as radiantly as the multitude of stars shining down from above.

      Todd left the car with the valet and led the way up the marble stairs to the rounded front door. Two armed men, dressed in tuxedos, guarded the door, their holstered guns only slightly marring the fantasy image running through Linda’s vivid imagination: for as soon as she turned away to admire the scenery, she was once again in fantasyland.

     The panorama facing her was doused in white. Gleaming white snow caps covered the tops of the tall trees and the great dome of the house. Snow was falling on them from somewhere. She could feel snowflakes melting on her lips. They felt wet, like real snowflakes. She touched her face and hair. Her hand came away wet. She had snow on her fingertips. She searched the grounds for a snow machine, but couldn’t locate anything—not on the glass domed roof or in any of the trees. She couldn’t believe that genuine snow was falling on them from the dark sky. The landscape resembled a winter wonderland despite it being fall in Florida.

     Todd placed his hand against her back to escort her into the house. The others followed them into the glowing green ball that was alive with dazzling lights, music, and laughter.

     Once inside, Linda was mesmerized by the glittering glass walls that mirrored the dancing images of the guests twirling around the marble dance floor. These images were cast in bright halos of light reflected from the myriad of crystal chandeliers hanging throughout the room.

     Soft candlelight from mounted crystal sconces flickered across the intricate patterns carved into the green walls. It was the most beautiful and fascinating house that she had ever seen. She glanced back and watched Shana’s mouth drop open. She was certain that Shana would agree that the house appeared simply magical.

     Couples were swirling around the immense dance floor. They were dancing in a large studio between Diane’s life-sized statues. Each sculpture was carved from clear glass: each one revealing a full-sized person. Linda found them to be too lifelike. She stood next to one and stared into it frozen face. She was startled by a fleeting expression of horror that seemed to cross over its features; as if a real person was trapped inside, staring out at her from within his glass tomb. Then the look was gone and the statue appeared lifeless once again.

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A GLASS HOUSE OF HORROR

 

Blue Castle

 

The guests are dancing

between frozen statues.

Statues of ice.

Sad expressions for eternity.

They appear alive.

Tears flowing down

their frosty cheeks.

Beneath the music and gaiety

lies an undercurrent of evil.

A glass house of horror.

Time to leave this fake paradise.

To leave the perfect guests.

The frozen smiles.

To escape if one can.

Escape the deadly game of The Dead.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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Let’s dance beneath the lights

 

Let’s dance beneath the lights.

Beneath the sparkling colors.

Between the lifelike statues.

Figures entombed in glass.

The dance floor grows bigger.

The music picks up its beat.

Couples twirl in circles.

Round and round they go.

Until the clock strikes midnight.

And the games finally begin.

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SLEEPING DEAD

 

 

Glass figures adorn the house.

Quiet as a sleeping mouse.

Do they wake with the sun

To have some bit of fun?

This one is on a bed

With a hat on her head.

Were her eyes once brown?

Do they haunt the town?

I must get of this place.

I can still see her sad face.

She will haunt my nights.

So will the dead sights.

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ICE

 

 

A house of ice.

Sounds too nice?

It might be.

It’s next to the sea.

Ice statues populate the place.

Just don’t look into their face.

Tales of horror fall from their lips.

Better run away from all this.

 

THE DEAD GAME

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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

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