the hell of winter snow


the hell of winter snow

We walk in snow over hills  and mountains  high  with our feet pushing through the  long flakes that penatrates our soul  making us  shiver  within a deep  snowfall. Our bodies freeze whilst we push  our hands through the snow and try to escape  with our lives while we struggle with the cold  temperature of  the deadly  frost of evil  the covers the country for an eternity of life.

We hunger for food and look through  the deep snow  and  search for food and shelter from  the harsh wind of the east.  Our bodies  carry on  walking  to  the cry of  a desert land looking for  the light  and the warmth of summer  in all its glory.

We search  for weeks and months  in the  hell of winter looking for summer  to begin and see the birds  run around the grass in search of  food  and  hear them sing  high in the trees. The  people of winter  wait for the summer  to  start  and see the sun beam down  on  a  horrible  and miserable winter  storm that has  pushed mankind down  and held us in its grip  in the  this  horror of  life with no money and hunger to  pave our path
The final day has come we sing  and dance  with the warm  and caring sun has come  to smile upon us and  bring is happines  and laughter for all humanity  and  animals alike.  We  give thanks to our sun  and  sit back and enjoy  its love  and tenderness until the cold of winter comes  back for all to see
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  The dragons castle   The dragons castle

The Dragon stands guard on  cold foggy night  and looks down at the marching knights  across a  the  misty  moors of a stormy night. The knights  drag their swords and shields  through the hard mud  towards the draw bridge  of the high castle.  The knights shiver with terror  while all the dragons bear down  on them  with menace in their eyes and ready to defend their land.

The dragons get ready to attack  the  unfortunate  knights  and with the orders  ready  fire  can be seen  flowing into the  knights armour and screams can be heard whilst the  men  of despair  are thrown into the cold frozen river  around the castle  and drown into  the deep ravine  with the smile of the dragon lure  bearing down on a beaten army.

The remaining  great knights of destruction  turn and move back into their  attacking point to retreat and  discuss with their  masters a way  to destruct the clever dragons that rule  the kingdom  of the castle.
All the dragons of the castle celebrate a  victory that night  with toasted  meat  from their fire  breathing  mouths around  a large table  and dance  the night away  with music from  a dragon piper to celebrate  victory  for dragon culture. 

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copyright  and ownership wayne mocker   The terror of underworld the shadow creatures   The terror of underworld  the shadow creatures

We  stand  in the dark tunnel  with our horses  and  look for  way to escape  this terror tunnel.  Me and  lieutenant megs  shirk with horror at  the walls on the  tunnel  beacuse we can see faces within the cold cracks  that look  with  evil  on their eyes at our trembling bodies. We all move further along the  caves  and hear screams coming out from all parts of the  dark  dungeons. 

After walking along with horses  for a few minutes  and only a small torch  to lead the way  we spot a figure  within the distance  of a small boy. The boy is look at us  and points with his hand to a small corridor  which in turn leads to some sort of room.

We follow along to this room  and notice it  has turned into a small lobby  that looks like  an 1800s rest area.  Me and  lieutenant megs gasp  with horror  and see  pictures of people  from yesteryear  on a small wooden desk within this dark and cold room.

The boy stands at the foot of the room looking at us with an icy glare on his face  and a  shallow  and withdrawn and lost  negative look.  The boy turns to us  and  points towards  pictures then  walks off towards the far wall  and disappears  from the room with a chilling terror.

We all  stand  in a huddle within  the room  our  eyes wide open with terror and  looking around  for a way out.  The rooms starts to suddenly move around  from side to side  and we are spun upside down  and thrown towards the roof    whilst the  furniture  remains stuck to the floor and  above our heads and we are  screaming with terror. 

The room then turns around and back to gravity but the horror is not over for us all  we can feel  strange  figures around our body and  shadows  jump out from the walls  and  hang over  us  moving our bodies around the room  and pushing us against the  walls  with  their dark faces laughing  with evil. 

Me and  lieutenant megs  run out of the  horror room and into  the dark tunnels followed by our horses down a dark  narrow path but with  out warning  we drop into  a dark hole  and down into a fast flowing stream  underground.  We both hold onto our horses in the flowing  stream while the force of the  water  try's  to push against the  cold and  brutal rocks.

We can see creatures  moving around  the water large  shark like figures  with  large fangs hanging from their mouth  and  sharp  knife like scales from their bodies  moving towards us  very quickly.  The horses  push towards an underground  river bank  and save us  while we both lay  in tired  on  river bank. 

The horses  tell us to follow them along  another underground pathway and we see a light at the end of the tunnel. We see miles of  open orange  water  in the distance  and climb onto the horses back and sail off with the  horses into the  green alien sunset on our  next journey.

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