It breathes in the fear and loathing of it's enemies, victims. Breathes out the grotesqueness of its thoughts and maliciousness of it's actions. Burning from it's openings the most vile of mucous expelled. Symbolic of a dark and primal creature. Something truly wicked does this way comes. Does exist in the underbelly of our subconscious. Appears and transforms when we have nightmares. Evil from a different point of view through the demon's nostrils.
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Author:
Sandbone18 (
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- Published: April 21st, 2018 08:10
- Category: Gothic
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Comments1
Good write
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