Halloween
So halloween turned out to be one of the most evil and fun in all my years. Had a great big party at my chateau. I would like to think that at least 100 people showed. The neighbors complained, but I have the police under my thumb so their calls were met with nothingness. Everything flowed with an uncanny perfection that can only be achieved when everyone is on the same wavelength.
I met a little vixen who felt the power in my eyes, she fell into the evil spell I had wound for the night. See the devil plays in a band of course. My costume, was hooded cobra commander. It's all in the eyes. You can convey so much with a glance or a look. She couldn't help but throw herself at my mercy. So as the party flared up around me I was in ecstasy as the clock struck midnight. The music playlist I had set-up so I didn't need to dj the night also hit right at midnight. It was the nexus of all things, and the end of everything. As the clock struck 12:01 the past faded into itself, and the a renewal of power came swiftly.
I looked at the weak around me who had no idea the significance of this night. To them it was just another drunken night of debotchery. They missed the whole point. Isn't that always the way for most. That's why there are those that control and those that are bonded. A night of perfection that was a construct from the beginning, it engineered humans. Cattle shuffling through the different levels of the house. Different themes, yet same ambiance. They could escape, and they didn't want to.
I met a little vixen who felt the power in my eyes, she fell into the evil spell I had wound for the night. See the devil plays in a band of course. My costume, was hooded cobra commander. It's all in the eyes. You can convey so much with a glance or a look. She couldn't help but throw herself at my mercy. So as the party flared up around me I was in ecstasy as the clock struck midnight. The music playlist I had set-up so I didn't need to dj the night also hit right at midnight. It was the nexus of all things, and the end of everything. As the clock struck 12:01 the past faded into itself, and the a renewal of power came swiftly.
I looked at the weak around me who had no idea the significance of this night. To them it was just another drunken night of debotchery. They missed the whole point. Isn't that always the way for most. That's why there are those that control and those that are bonded. A night of perfection that was a construct from the beginning, it engineered humans. Cattle shuffling through the different levels of the house. Different themes, yet same ambiance. They could escape, and they didn't want to.
