| Him Part One Darkness: Darkness all except The point of Light I intercept. The point of Light so far away Moving so could not I say. Now the Light a distant beast. Dog-like shape to say the least. Teeth a-grind and feet a-pound; Eyes a-flame this hell-bent hound. I turn to flee to no avail. No escape from hound or hell. On my hands and knees I slump When sweaty beast my back did jump. As my life I near gave he Came the one with flight to me. Lightning flashed from fingertips; Struck the beast in chest in hips. Flew the beast from me with that. Thankful on my back I sat. Long-haired man with thunder hands-- Savior mine before me stands. Face of strength, his long black hair Hides the eyes that through me stare. Helps me up and hair pulls back-- His eyes! His eyes! Revolt, attack! I scramble to my feet once more His forgiveness I deplore: "Sorrowful my soul exceeds. Sincere thank you for your deeds. I bid you, kind sir, what be thy name?" "Know or know not--tis the same." That the first words from him came: "Know or know not--tis the same." Feel I must still 'scape his face, But know not where, I, in this place. This place must be too close to hell. Uncontrolled I let a yell. I turned to run but only fell For in my back, his fingernails. Dare I do, but turned my head To careful see just what I dread. There his face near decomposed. Hair now fur and eyes half closed. Dripping mouth and stenching breath I thought came with only death. Scared so ghastly I then spoke: "Let me out!" I then awoke. |