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maskormenace2015-10-31 05:36 pm
restingstitchface) wrote in maskormenace2015-10-31 05:36 pm
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[Crane had always been possessed of a deep fascination of Halloween and its related celebrations and symbols; pumpkins, corn-husks and scarecrows that stand tattered in the cornfields. Death and evil, black and orange. The ending of the harvest and the beginning of winter. And the good old-fashioned principle of scaring people.
He's been observing people discussing costume and telling stories. But in his mind, there's no real love of the horror of this night.
Story time? Story time!]
I've listened to your stories. None of them happened; they were fake. Worst of all, none of them were terrifying.
Fortunately, I'm here to help.
Edmund Burke once said, "The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." Let me assert that terror lies in the fact good men understand evil. Once upon a time, there was a man who cherished his work, cherished his men. Cherished his lovely wife. Cherished his adorable children.
Now, this everyday man sounds like you or me, doesn't he, imports? Anyway. This man lived above the law but feared people didn't respect him enough. He bullied the citizens with violence and force. He intimidated judges and made them afraid to prosecute. He made everyone terrified. Made them scared. He corrupted the politicians and police and strutted around believing he had nothing to fear, because he understood the world.
Can you guess what happened next? Regretfully, he couldn't understand that not everyone was afraid of him. Yes, this evil man discovered there was a good man willing to do something about him. He lost everything. His money. His power. His freedom. He then lost his mind; he tried inflicting fear upon a fine, upstanding member of the community through blackmail. Honestly, I don't know what the world's coming to. In any case, he had an ongoing delusion this man was weak and easy to intimidate. Now, if you're going to threaten a man, you must understand that good and evil share the same face. And he learned that lesson. And he screamed. He screamed the name of the monster inside his cell as it came upon him night after night. He screamed for mercy as he was restrained, and he howled himself hoarse.
Now, nothing remains for him but to die away from the crowd. Out of sight and out of mind, rotting away in a forgotten room. Drip, drip, drip. Clang! All alone and terrified out of his mind.
Evil is unspectacular and always human,
And shares our bed and eats at our own table.
Remember that evil people can appear normal. And that is the most frightening thing about them. It's those who claim to be good that you should be most wary of.
[And Crane lived happily ever after. The end!]
He's been observing people discussing costume and telling stories. But in his mind, there's no real love of the horror of this night.
Story time? Story time!]
I've listened to your stories. None of them happened; they were fake. Worst of all, none of them were terrifying.
Fortunately, I'm here to help.
Edmund Burke once said, "The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." Let me assert that terror lies in the fact good men understand evil. Once upon a time, there was a man who cherished his work, cherished his men. Cherished his lovely wife. Cherished his adorable children.
Now, this everyday man sounds like you or me, doesn't he, imports? Anyway. This man lived above the law but feared people didn't respect him enough. He bullied the citizens with violence and force. He intimidated judges and made them afraid to prosecute. He made everyone terrified. Made them scared. He corrupted the politicians and police and strutted around believing he had nothing to fear, because he understood the world.
Can you guess what happened next? Regretfully, he couldn't understand that not everyone was afraid of him. Yes, this evil man discovered there was a good man willing to do something about him. He lost everything. His money. His power. His freedom. He then lost his mind; he tried inflicting fear upon a fine, upstanding member of the community through blackmail. Honestly, I don't know what the world's coming to. In any case, he had an ongoing delusion this man was weak and easy to intimidate. Now, if you're going to threaten a man, you must understand that good and evil share the same face. And he learned that lesson. And he screamed. He screamed the name of the monster inside his cell as it came upon him night after night. He screamed for mercy as he was restrained, and he howled himself hoarse.
Now, nothing remains for him but to die away from the crowd. Out of sight and out of mind, rotting away in a forgotten room. Drip, drip, drip. Clang! All alone and terrified out of his mind.
Evil is unspectacular and always human,
And shares our bed and eats at our own table.
Remember that evil people can appear normal. And that is the most frightening thing about them. It's those who claim to be good that you should be most wary of.
[And Crane lived happily ever after. The end!]
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