Demons

Demons

A Story by Alexander B. Kerri

The beasts rose from the fragile ocean, attaining an odour so foul that smelt of the ocean's lonely piers where all to taste would be the salt from those murky waters; as they rose, their faces were made up of sunken-soggy bone, their voices were dim and abhorring, similar to an Angel's cry of despair. But, these were no Angels, these were the fallen ones. Abnormal and desolate ports, groaning beasts was all there was to hear, cheering, nearing the ocean-side pier.

© 2013 Alexander B. Kerri


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Great and evocative imagery, dark and evil. I particular like the rhyme at the end, it makes it more poetic. It just needs to be a lot longer!

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Alexander B. Kerri
Alexander B. Kerri

London, London, United Kingdom



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I write in an antiquated form but I am easily adapted to any modern artifact or calamity. My superior enjoys the act of murder and the literary forms that depict it such as "Edgar Allan Poe" or the pr.. more..

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