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Demon Burning -REwrite-Demon burning Copied with permission from Tyler Hunters’ notesDemon Burning -REwrite-
It all began that night. The moon was full & the withered branches hung over the road, sending eerie shadows down upon me. I was carefully watching the road, aware that something was out there, & that it was following me.
As I drove I searched the shadows just outside of my headlights, & slowly I began to see movement. Just a small flicker at first then slow ripples moving in. I knew what was following me but I had no idea how I was going to fight it.
Suddenly in a flash the light went out, & I was plummeted into darkness, to the sound o
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Demon burning OrigionalDemon burning Copied with permission from Tyler Hunters’ notes By Peter ZegaDemon burning Origional
It all began that night. The moon was full & the withered branches hung over the road, sending eerie shadows down upon me. I was carefully watching the road, aware that something was out there, & that it was following me.
As I drove I searched the shadows just outside of my headlights, & slowly I began to see movement. Just a small flicker at first then slow ripples moving in. I knew what I was up against but how could I fight it?
Suddenly in a flash the light went out, & I was plummeted into darkness, to the sound of
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DinnerThe new customer creeped Becky out.Dinner
He was a tall man. Very pale, he could even have been an albino. Becky was sure that if she stared long enough she could see into him and watch his muscles twitch and move beneath the skin. He was wearing a white suit with a white shirt and a white tie. He sat alone. She was grateful he was in another waitress’s section. She had enough trouble with the leaches who she was serving without having to talk to him. Her shift was up in ten minute then she just had to finish with her tables and she could leave. She had her back to him when she felt it. A cold shiver down her spine. Then a w
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Bad ManThe criminal was a bad man. He ran into the small town with the Law hot on his tail. Sightings of him were bigger than Elvis. Especially due to the fact that Elvis sighting had died down of recent... He had the cloths on his back, the knife in his pocket, and the street smarts to know that he needed to get out of town quickly. Small towns were easy places to get caught in. He also knew that he couldn’t leave empty handed; twenty dollars wouldn’t keep a wanted man alive for very long. Money just didn’t go as far as it used to.Bad Man
At the end of the main road there was a dinner. It stood in bight contrast aga
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Con te le ho scese perché sapevo che di noi due
le sole vere pupille, sebbene tanto offuscate,
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