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Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 8
 Kagekao was still confined to staying inside the house. It was a good thing, even if Kage didn’t see it that way, because his wounds hadn’t fully healed yet; however, because he couldn’t go outside, he was constantly bored throughout the day.

When night finally arrived, Kage climbed into bed to go to sleep. After a few long minutes, he felt himself drifting off; but someone opened the door to his room and rushed inside. It was Yuki; she shut the door silently and then looked at Kage.

“お母さん? 何で-？” (Mom? What is-?) Kage started, but Yuki quickly motioned for him
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 7
 Kagekao opened his eyes, squinting at the bright light of sunset coming through the window. He coughed and lifted his hand to his chest, feeling the bandages wrapped around him that were caked with dry blood.

He tried to sit up, but a sharp jolt of pain came from his back; he groaned.

“Kage, don’t sit up; you have some deep gashes on your back.” A voice from beside him informed.

Kage lied back down and turned his head; Yuki was standing beside his bed.

“Mom, I-” Kage started to speak.

“Kagekao! What were you thinking?!” Yuki interrupted him.

“It’s just that I . . . umm . . . I
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 10
 Kage sighed. He climbed further up the roof so that he could no longer hear his parents; he didn’t like to hear them so sad.

Kage climbed to the highest part of the roof and sat down; he felt like he needed some alone time to think. He felt afraid; he didn’t know what his parents were planning, but it didn’t sound very easy.

He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of the night. The wind blowing through the grass and the trees, crickets here and there, things of that sort. They were calming and peaceful, something nice.

Kage opened his eyes, and thought he saw something in the woods. He grew alert and looked over
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 9
 Kage closed his eyes tightly, hoping that it was all a dream; some horrible nightmare that had struck in the night. He hoped that he would wake up soon, and everything would be normal.

He opened his eyes; everything was still in its ruined state. He closed his eyes and opened them again; still the same. Kage stood up, but moving had made the open wound on his chest hurt again. He sat back down and sighed. This wasn’t a dream; it hurt too much to be a dream.

Kage sat and waited. He couldn’t tell how much time had passed, everything seemed to drag out. What he perceived as minutes were probably just seconds. Maybe he should jus
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 11
 Kage blinked his eyes open slowly. He felt light headed, and very weak. Looking around in a daze, he saw that he was in his own room, in his bed. He was wrapped in fresh bandages as well.

 He heard voices, and feebly turned his head to look in the direction from which they were coming from. His parents were standing a little ways away, but facing the other direction so they did not notice that he had regained consciousness. They were discussing the situation in worried voices.

“I knew this would happen!” Kurai hissed, “If we hadn’t heard him then Kage would be dead right now!”

“Does this mean . . ?&r
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 12
 Kurai put his hand to Kage’s neck, trying to feel for a pulse; but there was nothing. He felt his wrist, still nothing. Kagekao was gone.

Kurai laid the body on the ground gently, and then stood up. He looked up at Scollex, his one remaining eye blazed with hatred. Scollex was silent, but then started to laugh; he laughing at his pain.

Rapidly unsheathing his claws, Kurai ran towards Scollex.

“お前殺す!!” (I’ll kill you!!) He snarled ferociously, but Scollex merely stood there; watching as the enraged demon ran towards him.

Then Kurai noticed something that he wished he had noticed befo
Forgotten Past - Part 1 - Chapter 13
 Kagekao sat on the roof of the house. Time had passed, and he was all healed and doing well again. There were still a few minor aches and pains, but they would go away in time.

It was the late afternoon, so the sky was filled with color as the sun prepared to drop below the horizon. The clouds appeared pink and orange, the sky was streaked with red and yellow, and the sun was a large orange sphere; it was the type of scene and color scheme that made one feel warm and content.

Kage gazed out at the sky, unaware of what was about to happen next. To him, it was just another normal day. Sun rose, sun set, everyone is alright.

Luckily for K
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The Ghoul Feast

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Pale things.

Gruesome and gleeful.

Full of dark joy. Mewling in twisted pleasure.

Covered in tarry blood and foul ichor.

Wicked grins flashing pointed teeth. Tattered bloody lips pulled back. Milky white eyes with no pupils that penetrate the gloom.

Blue Veins barely pulsing underneath pale skin pulled tautly over their bones. Bones pushing out against its skin..

Distorted and Depraved from eating the cold flesh of the formerly living.

They are the anatomy of the terrible and physiology of fear made flesh.

The emaciated beings give off the strange and eerie odor of decay and decomposition, of sickly sweet corruption and bitter grave mould.

The coffin is opened with a groaning creak. Gulping, tearing, slitting, ripping and cracking. Dislocating and chewing echoes in the dark mausoleum in a frenzy.

Cartilage and bones crack wetly. Flesh tears with a sound like wet ripping cloth. The cold flesh is swallowed noisily. Titters of pleasure and shuffling sounds accompany.

Then begins the sucking of bone marrow with long slobbering sounds.

Bloated rats scurry and slaver around the grotesque meal. Pink tails as thick as fingers. They bound around clawed pallid feet for scraps of offal.

Lapping up the cold life fluids of the dead. Whiskers twitching with each gurgling mewling laugh of the feasting wretches.

The light of the moon casts lunatic shadows on the grotesque feast, the degenerate banquet.

Femurs are broken and jawbones clatter. Eyeballs are exquisite, sucked before bursting between pointed teeth.

Intestines are pulled like ropes and livers and stomachs are split. Nothing goes to waste.

Maniacal Laughter echoes across the mausoleum booming full of twisted mirth.

Now for the tenderest portion of all. The skull cracks with the swift blow of a mouldy brick. Beholden the most wondrous of treats. The succulent brain quivers like delicious jelly.

Will you partake? Welcome to the feast!
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I read Pickman's model twice then dreamt about some ghouls feasting around a week later. It was rather visceral which is what I tried to capture. They tried to get me to eat a brain, which I think I did eat part of. The visions of a ghoul feast wouldn't leave me alone so I decided to write to calm my imagination or calls from Y'golonac whichever the case. Though I hope it not a case of the latter.

The picture isn't mine by the way, found it online.
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Mood: Love *chaosfive55 Oct 10, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
If you have not yet added Brian McNaughton's The Throne of Bones to your book collection, you should do so without delay!!!
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~Crazygoblin21 Nov 16, 2010
Searching Amazon for it.. hmm...
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*chaosfive55 Nov 16, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
Let me know if you get it!
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~Crazygoblin21 Jan 25, 2012
I DID, TWO YEARS LATER, I DID. IT'S SO GOOD.
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*chaosfive55 Jan 25, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
:iconyaayplz: I KNEW you'd love it!!! And now you know where my Comments signature comes from--the motto of the Vendrens!
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~shadee Jul 21, 2009
I love it when people can make writing so visual and gruesome. It's not often that words can gross you out :)
Well done sir.
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~Crazygoblin21 Jul 21, 2009
I thank you :bow: any recommendations?
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~shadee Jul 21, 2009
Well I'm not a huge reader. Only just started to get interested in consuming books :)
I did enjoy The Ruins by Scott Smith. It only has a few of those moments though.
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~Crazygoblin21 Jul 21, 2009
They cut off legs S:
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~shadee Jul 21, 2009
All I can say is poor Pedro :)
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