by mrzombiepants
@ 2007-10-29 - 10:30:37 pm
A dove's cry on the gental moring breeze.
Sunlight peeking over the treetops shining down upon the dew covered grass.
Running barefoot through the feild children giggling with joy.
Hidden vipers within the tall grass waiting for something tender to bite.
Wolves hiding in the thicket hungry, drool dripping from there yellow fangs.
Sweet smelling purple flowers dancing in the breeze.
Cold bubbling water flowing through the rocky stream bed.
A small band of murderers and thieves encamped not far in the woods.
Beware of beauty, for it hides death behind it's peaceful facade.
by Jeremy
http://davidtennantsdoctor.wordpress.com/
10/30/07 @ 02:05