Of the long dead, who lived therein,
Paused by the cold hearth I felt the tendrils of hot sin,
Call of the bed, lover’s sigh made my head spin,
Head all aswirl, my mind lit in colors ablaze,
Will I survive this Christmas witch’s love haze?
Will I survive this Christmas witch’s love haze?
–CHRISTMAS WITCH
I call…I call…I call to you,
I call…I call…I call to you,
I call to you,
Lover hear…lover hear…lover hear my pleas!
Lover hear…lover hear…lover hear my pleas!
Lover come….lover come…lover come warm me in the snow,
Lover come….lover come…lover come warm me in the snow.
–SNOW ANGEL
KING OF THE GARGOYLE album is roaring away!!!
Oh cold, cold, rigid, dreadful Death, set up thine altar here, and dress it with such terrors as thou hast at thy command: for this is thy dominion! But of the loved, revered, and honoured head, thou canst not turn one hair to thy dread purposes, or make one feature odious. It is not that the hand is heavy and will fall down when released; it is not that the heart and pulse are still; but that the hand was open, generous, and true; the heart brave, warm, and tender; and the pulse a man’s. Strike, Shadow, strike! And see his good deeds springing from the wound, to sow the world with life immortal! –Charles Dickens (A Christmas Carol)
Silent and deathly chilled was the night,
I found the golden-haired child who gave me a fright,
Her smile, Oh! Her ghostly innocent smile,
Haunted me ghostly in the twilight snow pile.
Haunted me forever in the twilight snow pile.
–Jeffrey LeBlanc
(Child in the Christmas Snow)
‘“None have understood it, not even those who experience the like. It is a chillness, a want of earnestness, a feeling as if what should be my heart were a thing of vapor, a haunting perception of unreality! Thus seeming to possess all that other men have, all that men aim at, I have really possessed nothing, neither joy nor griefs. All things, all persons,—as was truly said to me at this table long and long ago,—have been like shadows flickering on the wall. It was so with my wife and children, with those who seemed my friends: it is so with yourselves, whom I see now before one. Neither have I myself any real existence, but am a shadow like the rest.’
–Nathaniel Hawthorne (The Christmas Banquet)
New Christmas music and more Ebenezer Scrooge misadventures on the way!!
“Where have you been Robinson Crusoe?”– Charles Dickens (A Christmas Carol)
‘Scrooge signed it: and Scrooge’s name was good upon ’Change, for anything he chose to put his hand to. Old Marley was as dead as a door-nail.’ –Charles Dickens (A Christmas Carol)
MAGIC RUNS DEEP has cast its spell!!!!!!!!
“If these shadows remain unaltered by the Future, none other of my race,” returned the Ghost, “will find him here. What then? If he be like to die, he had better do it, and decrease the surplus population.”
Scrooge hung his head to hear his own words quoted by the Spirit, and was overcome with penitence and grief.”–Charles Dickens (A Christmas Carol–STAVE THREE)
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#halloween #halloween2023 #horrorstories #booktube #authortube #weirdtales #skeleton #lake ‘Stumbling from the mountains with winds screaming against me, Wet window-panes, and ghoulish hinges, greeted defiantly, Faux bravery secured my soul inside laughing a cowardice jest. But the wind shrieked admittance with an evil, torturous request.’ —Jeffrey LeBlanc (Phantoms of Skeleton Lake) https://youtube.com/@dwellerofthedark?sub_confirmation=1 https://youtube.com/shorts/gaZAcayE96s?feature=share https://youtu.be/3UjTY8cLLPc https://youtube.com/shorts/z48NBlWR2uk?feature=share https://youtube.com/shorts/yQkChZJGTK4?feature=share […]
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