

The Oak TreeThe Oak TreeThe Oak Tree
I came upon a man, slouching under an oak tree. He was reading, reading Shakespeare,
Under the hsadow of that oak tree. I asked if I could join him, Asked if I could stay. He said, "Of course", But warned me. Warned me of the danger he could be. I stayed, he read. He read, I stayed. As the sun was setting, I declared I had to go. He caught me by my arm, and told me I'd be staying. His grasp, his grasp held hard, as I tryed to get away. And then, under that oak tree,
Under that beautiful oak tree, Under that towering oak tree,


Unknown... Waking, I looked around, blinking, unable to make sense of my surroundings. I attempted to reach my hand up to my eyes, as to rub the sleep sand from them, but found my hand resisting. I tried again, but came up empty. I strained my neck to turn my head around, and saw that both of my hands were tied behind my back with expensive-looking red silk, that, even in the darkened room, seemed to shimmer. My heartbeat was in my throat as I began to panic. Looking around more frantically now, I saw that I was in a high ceilinged room, elaborate decorations and furnishings scattered neatly around on the carpet, which was soft under my bareUnknown...
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Hell, I'll kill a man in a fair fight... or if I think he's gonna start a fair fight, or if he bothers me, or if there's a woman, or if I'm gettin' paid - mostly only when I'm gettin' paid.
I'm puting up an outtake from a story I'm writing and i want to know what people of think it before i put the whole story up. It's called For All Eternity and its about vampires.
Would you be so kind as to help me out?
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Looking behind me the water turns icey blue.....
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"I smile... say I love you... and wonder what you're thinking..."
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