6/6/2009

" I call her,
My voice casting fear into the hearts
Of the living.
She cannot refuse my call:
I am her father in death...."


"...I smile at her, mirthlessly.
It is the grin of a predator.
I am that predator, lurking in the shadows,
For too long without an equal.
But she is my equal,
Or, perhaps, my better,
Though she is young,
And does not know it."


---James Grengs ---