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Date Posted: 00:12:55 07/21/02 Sun
Author: sp99
Author Host/IP: pool-63.53.97.111.nwrk.grid.net / 63.53.97.111
Subject: Re: Castle Fear on yr. site
In reply to: Morcastlin 's message, "Castle Fear (Continued for those who read the beginning!)" on 11:56:56 07/18/02 Thu

Dear Mor*sis,
Please correct me if I'm wrong but the one I read
on your site is the more updated version of this,
is it not? Either way, great work!!! Yea E.J. Poe!!!

sisSUS.

>Castle Fear

>~I~
>On a night all dark and dismal... I, in flight with
>winds abysmal,
>Searched for soft and sweet asylum within the walls of
>Castle Fear;
>There which I spied the swarthy lord while from his
>hip hung glory's sword,
>Yet I could not have ignored his haunted, wide-eyed
>gaze so clear;
>For memory's gaunt, ungainly ghost brightly burned his
>eyes so clear...
>Still, he did not shed a tear.
>
>~II~
>He glanced at me then turned away, as I chanced not a
>word to say,
>And I know not to this day why fate brought me to
>Castle Fear;
>For I, a drifter, sought relief, even though it would
>be brief...
>From the edgy, aching weather -a storm set to breaking
>near-
>The storm, so proud and powerful, reminds me that it's
>time draws near;
>So, opened the jaws of Fear.
>
>~III~
>The candleglow -a warm amber- lit the way to my guest
>chamber,
>Aghast, I sensed a shade's anger, as though my soul
>became a seer;
>Open, I pried the oaken door -perhaps to find the lost
>Lenore-
>But as before, there stood nothing, 'twas just a
>darkened room of drear;
>The chamber all stark and heavy with a heathen's
>soulless drear...
>Low, I whispered, "Nothing's here."
>
>~IV~
>No evidence of flesh and bone, though I know I'm not
>alone...
>Oh, I know I'm not alone, my soul does sense a
>presence here,
>Something mad with sorrows followed, knowing that the
>morrow's hollowed;
>Chilled and swallowed is this thought -a thought that
>leaves me feeling queer-
>So, I fled the room in haste, escaping from the
>thought so queer;
>For I know something is here.
>
>~V~
>I rushed forth along the hall -my thoughts and
>feelings all a squall-
>I swore hotly at fate's call, for it brought me to
>Castle Fear;
>And once again I spied the lord -with him his long and
>heavy sword-
>Then, I feared we'd have a word... a word I did not
>wish to hear,
>"Death," he groaned to me deeply -it was too much for
>me to hear-
>"Death to all in Castle Fear."
>
>~VI~
>So terrified, purely engrossed, the lord I spied
>surely a ghost,
>Boast of frightful fascinations such as slicing off my
>ear,
>Pallid and weak -with whistling breath- I prayed a
>prayer to ward off death,
>As his sword from sheath then severed -the spirit
>seemed so sincere!-
>Murderous, he reeked of madness, a sad gladness most
>sincere...
>"A slow death to you, my dear!"
>
>~VII~
>As he spoke with pointed finger, my fear sung just
>like a singer...
>In sopranic symphony swelled trembling tones of terror
>sheer
>Then, on my heel away I spun, within dry throat my
>heart undone,
>Longing for the lustrous sun, the sun that doesn't
>shine in here;
>How I longed for warm sunlight to break the night that
>lingers here,
>Still, the light did not appear.
>
>~VIII~
>Alas, I floundered in the dark without so much as
>flame or spark
>Instead of angels, demons hark -oh, they bark and
>laugh and leer!-
>From all around me came strange sounds, their sickly
>sordidness surrounds
>As I ran in leaps and bounds I told myself to
>persevere...
>At all cost or life is lost, I told myself to
>persevere;
>That is when I saw the sphere.
>
>~IX~
>The sphere appeared gold and glowing, as it called me
>with old knowing
>In a voice so fair and flowing, such a voice one would
>revere
>-Oh, could it be sweet seraphim, perchance a chubby
>cherubim?-
>I could not see past the brim of the brightly beaming
>sphere
>Nor could I forget the grim reality about the sphere;
>Not all shadows disappear.
>
>-To be continued
>
>*Lenore is in reference to E. A. Poe's "The Raven"
>from which the form was based.
>
>c2002Bonnie B. Hayes

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