Phantasm – The Longest Night
What pain fear thee,
What death through darkest deed,
As the moon reflects the dying of the sun.
Born to the stroke of midnight,
When the eve gives way to morn,
Please welcome a new addition to Poppa Meth Entertainment.
Hailing from NSW Australia, Bel is the core of a new team, The 7th Sphere.
We hope you’ll be seeing a lot from her in the near future.
Lindey awoke with a start, her heart pounding in her chest and drenched with perspiration. She grabbed at her throat in panic, but nothing was there. Already, the feeling of icy fingers around her neck was a fading terror.
The nightmare. Again, the nightmare. Would it never end? Night after restless night she’d suffered from these half remembered terrors. Was a decent night’s rest so much to ask for?
Lindey glanced over at the cupboard in her room. The door was slightly ajar. She didn’t remember leaving it that way. Didn’t she always close and lock the damn thing?
Her eyes roamed to the nearby window. Early morning sunlight was washing into the room, lightening everything with muted pastel shades of color. The fear was slowly fading, stolen by the glimmer of dawn.