Sterling Elysian's OSTEOSUBTERRA is unleashed...

Fleshless frames hidden from sight...Moonlit nite, walking in the boneyard...Brown pine needles underfoot...Stumbling over littered branches...Dark moss growing on figure-shaped logs...Some rustling in the menacing woods...Thoughts of the dead surface to assault the senses...Bringing terror crawling up the back...Naked branches, moonlit shadows...Eerie creatures take form in the mind...Nasty chills in the spine...Sinister displays of granite...Reminder of those departed lost in the passage of time...Memories have teeth that sometimes bite...Creating fleeting moments of fright.....

Sterling Elysian comments on the predatory nature of life...BARRACUDA...

Fast and powerful, silver streak to the eye...Turns clear blue crystal water, crimson...Makes one wonder WHY!!! The reason is obvious and logical...Nothing personal or whimsical...Just gotta kill to live...Perhaps, maybe, live to kill...That's just the nature of things...Situation somewhat cold, unforgiving...Equiped by nature to predate...Nothing personal, no inherent hate...No conscience or remorse involved...Doing what has to be done, problem solved...Quick, clean kills will do the trick...No enjoyment to make you mentally sick...Gotta do what destiny made me...Thin out the slow and sick life-giving quarry.....BARRACUDA....