Harold the Gravedigger squinted through the pre-dawn mist. A low, guttural groan echoed through the Davis Graveyard, sending a shiver down his spine. Not the usual mournful sighs of the restless dead, no. This was a sound more…sugary. More…sprinkled. Harold gripped his shovel tighter. The rumors had begun a week ago – whispers of a giant, sentient donut rolling through the cemetery at night, leaving a trail of sticky frosting and disembodied sprinkles in its wake. Tonight, he'd finally catch the culprit red-handed (or, should he say, red-glazed?). As the groan grew louder, a monstrous shape lumbered out of the fog. It was a donut, alright, but colossal. Its glazed surface shimmered under the moonlight, studded with malevolent chocolate chips and a single, menacing gumball eye. A chorus of disembodied moans rose from the disturbed graves as the donut flattened several headstones with an indifferent squish. Harold, adrenaline coursing through him, charged. "Hey, sprinkle-brained...
It must just be me, but I entirely loathe the man-hymen drumrollers...they make every holiday sound like a bad jewelry commercial!
ReplyDeleteWilliam - I could not agree more....I know some people will hate me for that. :)
ReplyDeleteThe funny thing is my artist friend Pennie Griff sent me this book & CD as a gift last year...I've not read it or listened to the CD yet...sCaReD literally! :-O)
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I purchased this 2 years ago. It is a good kid type story, using traditional Halloween lore in a modern twist. (I guess that is how I would describe it) The music is typical MH. Though there are some good dark tunes every so often. If you can get it cheap on ebay, and I'm sure you can, it is worth looking at once.....
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