Wednesday, November 21, 2012

"Alarm goes off" 
A've arisen from my bunk, dawn my life vest and climb out the hatch into the cool night air. 
I take the helm sleep heavy in me mind.
A blood moon rises over the horizon. 
Sending a chill down me spine as am steering the sails to the wind.
A thought arises of what evil may arise along with thy blood moon. 
Then clear as day am aware. 
'I' am the evil which hath risen!!!