The Dark Side of Mountain Town


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It was a secret society
deeply rooted and steeped in blood.

Murmured and whispered about
but never discussed

they were know as the
Wolf Klan Necromongers

 

 

 

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The night was cold and clear just a sliver of the cresent moon showing thru the trees
as I noticed the torch light flickering along the path leading to the old abandoned church
on the outskirts of town.   

 

 

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I was drawn to the light like a moth to the flame
filled with dread,  the air seemed to get colder
as I approached and gazed upon their unholy marker

 

 

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I could hear voices inside as I approached the doors
soft chanting voices, whispers on the wind
My hands trembled as I reached for the handles
of the double doors leading inside

 

 

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the hinges creaked, screaming like a tortured souls
as I entered their sanctum
the supplicants continued chanting 
giving me no notice, as if I wasn't there

 

 

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a dwarfish figure turned
from playing the old pipe organ
and bade me to enter

 

 

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their leader cackled manically
as the volume of the chanting, murmurs and whispers
began to increase in intensity and cadence

 


 

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my gaze swept from left to right 
as my eyes were drawn to the 
trappings of their altar

 

 

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an unholy book 
their Necronomicon
stood open, a strange power
eminating from it's blood stained pages 
 

 

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I was strangely attracted
and repelled by the symbols
adorning the walls

what did they mean?



 

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my skin began to crawl as the 
leader fixed his gaze upon me

voices in my head...
questions...


 

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the klan stared at me

join us...
join us...
join us...

they began to chant

 

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their gaze pierced my soul
as their whispers assaulted my ears

eternal rest
we grant thee
and may perpetual night
shine upon you...


 

 

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with swift haste I made my way to the door 
and salvation

 

 

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2 hours ago, piddy3825 said:

It was a secret society
deeply rooted and steeped in blood.

Murmured and whispered about
but never discussed

they were know as the
Wolf Klan Necromongers

 

 

 

1.thumb.png.397fe866602b17228fa81c4ac08eed8c.png

The night was cold and clear just a sliver of the cresent moon showing thru the trees
as I noticed the torch light flickering along the path leading to the old abandoned church
on the outskirts of town.   

 

 

2.thumb.png.db54aee87c95c81cd7e0dc683e99023e.png

I was drawn to the light like a moth to the flame
filled with dread,  the air seemed to get colder
as I approached and gazed upon their unholy marker

 

 

3.thumb.png.e329dc559d7f4a903e71f09509fcd223.png

I could hear voices inside as I approached the doors
soft chanting voices, whispers on the wind
My hands trembled as I reached for the handles
of the double doors leading inside

 

 

4.thumb.png.a4f687b090590e9d284e6441782e6698.png

the hinges creaked, screaming like a tortured souls
as I entered their sanctum
the supplicants continued chanting 
giving me no notice, as if I wasn't there

 

 

5.thumb.png.34c91669efdd184875626288317c90ae.png

a dwarfish figure turned
from playing the old pipe organ
and bade me to enter

 

 

6.thumb.png.17d8bd840322c96ea589c9301affa252.png

their leader cackled manically
as the volume of the chanting, murmurs and whispers
began to increase in intensity and cadence

 


 

7a.thumb.png.27692c0efc42464365fc339e26427dc5.png

my gaze swept from left to right 
as my eyes were drawn to the 
trappings of their altar

 

 

8.thumb.png.bba305e4ad9478f8849523493892d40e.png

an unholy book 
their Necronomicon
stood open, a strange power
eminating from it's blood stained pages 
 

 

8a.thumb.png.95978b71a561ebbf7eb673efc781f1f2.png

I was strangely attracted
and repelled by the symbols
adorning the walls

what did they mean?



 

9.thumb.png.26576298baa216bb6e0e7481a9b9c96e.png

my skin began to crawl as the 
leader fixed his gaze upon me

voices in my head...
questions...


 

10.thumb.png.077b15a22841929109b17ec5034adb1c.png

the klan stared at me

join us...
join us...
join us...

they began to chant

 

11.thumb.png.43b5a707a2a7fd7a1ea0aa7d824f898c.png

their gaze pierced my soul
as their whispers assaulted my ears

eternal rest
we grant thee
and may perpetual night
shine upon you...

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12.thumb.png.5d0b6b26570be3e8dad59768f8226940.png

with swift haste I made my way to the door 
and salvation

 

 

Great work 👍 that skull works very well on that leader!   Dead creepy! Literally!🙂

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