Tuesday, November 13, 2012

On a Rocky Ledge




I saw the old man and was stunned to see how vigorous he looked.

The old man saw me standing and climbed up the ledge without even breathing hard.

He had a clear brow, clear eyes and a wide wrinkle free mouth.

I complemented him on his youthful looks and vigor.

He smiled and bend his head closer to mine as if to whisper the secret of eternal youth in my ear.

I felt his teeth at my neck and heard a rustling whisper, "my, son, blood is Life."



Originally published at The 6S Social Network

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