I came to rest beside a placid lake. I'd run all night, and then I had to stop. At daybreak, when my strength had given out, awearily down to my knees I sank.
Fear crippled me and darkness I foresaw, Yet faint I was, too powerless to rise. Alas, sick fascination forced my eyes to look into the dark, enthralling deeps.
There did I see a thing, a pallid face that stared at me with horrid, rictus grin. Cold eyes and sneering maw, it ghastly lurked. I felt it was inhuman, felt its wrath.
Of course I knew this beast, I knew it well – it was the very one that I had fled. It beckoned me and I held out my hand... Lake's surface rippled once and then stood still.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.