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Demented Voices Deranged Prophet (Take 2)
Demented Voices Deranged Prophet (Take 2)
Demented Voices Deranged Prophet (Take 2)
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Demented Voices Deranged Prophet (Take 2)

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The Deranged Prophet returns with more glorious demented stories that will chill the spine. More poems and lyrics of pain and loss. There are vulgar limericks that will have you in stitches of laughter. Quotes that inspire and may relate to the author's other works. Pictures continue to grace these pages with written scenes. Rants away and true tales from years gone by. A second story ongoing story continues its roll here. Enjoy the insane flavor of madness within these pages!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKiltron
Release dateApr 10, 2022
ISBN9781005003517
Demented Voices Deranged Prophet (Take 2)
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Kiltron

Been my life long dream to publish my works and finally I can do this at a cost I can afford. My name is... you will figure it out. It will not be that hard. It will be super easy and barely an... never mind! So, where was I? Welcome to my Derangement! I write Horror, Fantasy, and blend the genres together. There will be plenty of romance and erotica. My demented mind shall come up with the most shocking yet well told stories as possible. There is poetry to read and song lyrics. Rants and ravings of madness to be had. Join me on my journey into the Abyss! Find that spark of light in the darkness of the void. Share my pain and hunger. My happiness and laughter. My sorrow as it reaps out our hearts and brings tears like rainfall. Deep running Peace to you!

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    Demented Voices Deranged Prophet (Take 2) - Kiltron

    DERANGED

    PROPHET

    Take II

    Demented Voices

    Kiltron

    Copyright © 2020 by Dan Harrington

    All rights reserved.

    No part of this publication may be produced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law.

    ISBN

    (Paperback) 9798629336747

    (eBook)

    I dedicate this book to all the blood and sweat I spent;

    Coated and corroded I give it all to you, the fans!

    Contents

    Rantings of a Dispositioned Mind

    Brutality Of Punishment

    Shallow Echoes

    Rantings

    of

    A

    Dispositioned

    Mind

    My laughter is a melody,

    That tells you horrible things.

    -Kurtt Wulff

    "Know also, O prince, that in those selfsame days

    that Conan the Cimmerian did stalk the Hyborian

    kingdoms, one of few swords worthy to cross

    his was that of Red Sonja, warrior-woman out of

    majestic Hyrkania. Forced to flee her homeland

    because she spurned the advances of a king and

    slew him instead, she rode west across the

    Turanian Steppes and into the shadowed mists of

    Legendry."

    -The Nemedian Chronicles, Red Sonja

    Words bind us to the fabric of our own realities.

    -Kiltron

    The voices chant a rant;

    All the words I grant.

    -Kiltron

    Star of the East, give us kindly birth,

    Star of the South, give us great love,

    Star of the West, give us quiet age,

    Star of the North give us death.

    -Fiona MacLeod, Iona

    Texting is the new Template;

    Set in digital stone.

    -Kiltron

    Eat me up, swallow me alive

    Open your enormous maw and let me dive

    Dive into your soul, swallow me whole

    Let us collide and we will never be alone

    -Blackbriar, Let Me In

    Looking at my own reflection

    When suddenly it changes, violently it changes

    Oh no, there is no turning back now

    You’ve woken up the demon in me

    -Disturbed, Down with the Sickness

    Hi!

    Sitting in the easy chair, leaned back and relaxed, he watched the flames flicker in the fireplace, while the thin smoke swirled up the chimney and outside into the night crisp air. The man sat in his chair listening to the crackle of the fire when a whistling sound interrupted his reverie. Time to get up the kettle is calling. He went into the kitchen turned the burner off and poured the boiling water into a purple mug to make tea. He had everything prepped ahead of time. He left the tea bag in his steaming mug to steep. He went back into the living room took a sip and he sat his mug down on a coaster, upon the end table and sat back into his comfy chair. He closed his dark green eyes and listened to the sounds around him. The crackling fire, the crickets outside were soothing to him no less. The man was in his mid-thirties clean shaven, short brown hair, which he styled to one side of his head. Strong of build he was. He wore white pajamas with blue stripes, a red bath robe, and brown slippers that he liked to wear all the time. The minutes would go by and he would drink his tea. The man was thinking of his wife and could not wait until she returned tomorrow night. There was a smile on his face. She had gone to visit her parents for the weekend. He liked her folks they were good people.

    The man finished his tea. Getting up again, he went into the kitchen and put the mug in the sink. Then went back into the living room again and decided to put more wood on the fire. He grabbed a piece and placed it within the flames where it soon caught, and the flames rose higher.

    Meanwhile a knock on the front door drew his attention away from the fireplace and he walked toward it. He wondered briefly who would be knocking on his door at this hour of the night. He opened the door and saw a man in his twenties with short brown hair parted in the middle. Blue eyes, a thick mustache, blue sweater, blue jeans, and red shoes. He had never seen this person before and was about to greet him.

    Hi! The man said as he

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