Clive Barker: Return of The Dark MasterClive Barker: Return of The Dark Master by techgnotic
His Books of Blood in the 1980s established him as a premier master of the horror narrative, on an equal level or even surpassing Stephen King, who said of him;
I have seen the future of horror, his name is Clive Barker.
Like King, Barker’s works of horror have been adopted and adapted for movies, his stories becoming the basis for the Hellraiser and Candyman series and many more. Beyond his stories being used as source material, Barker has worked as screenwriter, producer, actor and director in the film world.
As with Stephen King, many of Clive
Magpie On The GallowsMagpie On The Gallows by CliveBarker
Written by: CliveBarker
Magpie on the Gallows
High above my head,
Tell me truly, maggot–pie,
Is my lover dead?
When he went away to war,
To me eternal love he swore
Tell me truly, bird of gloom,
Where his bed and what his doom?
From the gallows hear the magpie screech:
From now on your lover’s out of reach.
In a bed of mud he died
Soldiers slept at either side,
He has never been faithless dear,
And never will be now, I fear.
Magpie on the Gallows
Feathered white and black,
My brother went a–hunting
Will he not come back?
He was tall and he was strong,
Face was fair and limb was long.
Tell me truly, maggot–pie,
Did he live or did he die?
From the gallows hear the magpie scream
Now your brother is left alone to dream.
There’s no need for you to fret
He’s still fair to look at yet,
He lay in the snow to doze,
And while he slept the poor lad froze.
Magpie on the gallows
Where the death–rope creaks,
Why is it th
Soon a dull, bland voice calls out, “John! We know you’re there! I know you’re there!” Cyphere tenses up; he knows that voice! "Victoria, get behind me!" Victoria steps behind Cyphere, wearing a simple white dress, as footsteps approach even further until…. In the bedroom doorway stands a strangely dressed middle-aged brooding man of Asian descent, clad in a bizarre tech suit and brandishing a katana blade. He utters a strange exclamation in the strange foreign language the two lovers had heard as he storms into the bedroom, katana in hand. "John Cyphere. And the princess who's out of her time! The Lady in White!"
"Ni-san, one of the most powerful and richest men from this time. He once made a deal with the Skeleton and now he always puts that sword of his in and out of the flesh of his back. Right, Ni-san?"
Two men run up behind Ni-san, who points his blade. "Seize the girl!" Victoria wraps her arms around Cyphere's waist, as if to say, "Do something!“ causing the time walker’s cocky smile to change into a concerned and cautious grimace. With that, John Cyphere suddenly lunges at the goons and punches them across the face with his metallic glove. Ni-san counters the fist with his sword as the time walker strikes at him while Victoria lets out a ragged gasp, but keeps her cool and stays close to Cyphere as best as she can. The iron fist and blade clash. "You're just the time hopping offspring of a demonic being. That's why you cannot save this woman!" Ni-sna sneers in a fiendish and gritty snarl. Victoria listens, but says nothing. “My John, the offspring of a demonic entity?” She thinks to herself. “He did say that his father was a powerful man.”
"I can save her, even if I die trying. Cause I LOVE her!" Cyphere aggressively shoves himself against Ni-san, pushing him against the wall and drawing the blade against Ni-san's throat. "Run, Victoria!" Victoria runs for her life, darting out into the hallway in pursuit of leaving the apartment, all while lifting the skirt of her white dress ever so slightly as she runs. All the while, Ni-san snarls with gritted teeth. "You won't kill me."
Cyphere leans in. "No, I won't. Cause I choose not to and I'm better than filth like you." Cyphere presses the blade enough to bleed the man's neck before dropping him to the floor. The cocky time walker grits his teeth, his face contorting like that of a vicious monster, a dark side which Victoria has never seen, before panting in exhaustion. Out in the hallway, Victoria runs on, when suddenly terrible hands reach out and grab h
At the sound of his lover’s screams, Cypher turns and runs into the hall when he sees a familiar old man with one arm wrapped around Victoria's waist and his gloved hand draped around her neck. "Now don't be foolish, son." Lou Cyphere says demandingly.
"Father," John says as he looks at his helpless lover who looks at him pleadingly.
Lou mercilessly gropes Victoria's breast while rubbing her neck. "You know HE wants this woman badly. Don't make things any worse." As John’s ruthless father fixes his attention on the younger Cyphere, Victoria quietly reaches up toward Lou's head, careful to keep her hands out of his view. Lou grabs Victoria's mouth, gagging her. "Don't follow us or she dies." Lou drags her along and out the door as John stands. He slowly runs after them as the so-called “Lady in White” whimpers loudly into the gloved hand of Lou Cyphere.
"Come now, my girl. Don't make this any harder." The elderly demon, disguised in man flesh, drags the hand gagged lady out the door and near a window. Victoria looks around for John as they reach the window.
Suddenly John runs out and leaps towards Lou, pushing them and himself out through the window with Loud still holding and gagging the girl he loves, who instantly takes that moment to force her fingers into Lou's eyes. The elderly hellspring screams and lets go of Victoria's mouth and body as John suddenly takes her by the arms. "I won't let you go!" John yells at her with extreme passion as he punches the circle on his armour. "GO BACK TO OBLIVION!!!" Lou hollers as he suddenly hits the ground and falls half dead.
Meanwhile, the time walker and his love disappear and find themselves in a remote glade or forest. Victoria, who had shut her eyes tight as they were falling, opens them and sees where they are. "Which way did we go?" she asks innocently.
"Well," John gets off of Victoria and gets up. "One moment we were falling down, but as we jumped through, we went upwards," he extends his hand to help her up. "Does that make any sense?"
Victoria laughs softly. "I meant in time. Are we in the past, or the future?"
"I'm not sure," John looks around. “Well, I can safely say they’ve got yet another nickname for me: The Time Faller or perhaps The Time Flyer!” He chuckles jokingly.
From afar, there's a little girl running and laughing as she chases a butterfly. Hearing the child's laughter, Victoria turns and sees the girl. Realising what's coming, John slowly backs away and disappears behind a bush as Victoria smiles and approaches the happy child, transfixed by her appearance.The restless girl stops as she sees the butterfly soar up into the air. Victoria can't help but giggle at the girl's whimsical expression but this only startle the child. As the innocent female child looks at Lady Victoria, the noblewoman herself realises that both the little girl and herself share a striking resemblance; dreamy brown eyes, brown straight strands of hair. The girl slowly and nervously backs away.
"Don't worry, I cannot hurt you," Victoria says gently.
"I shouldn't speak to strangers." The child says timidly as she stops in her steps.
“Am I strange?” Victoria asks innocently. The little girl cocks her head to the side, narrowing her eyes. “I don’t know….”
Victoria bends down, lowering herself to the girl’s height level while adjusting her skirt as she does. "My name is Victoria. I am a visitor."
"Are you a princess?" The little girl asks, her same brown eyes staring into Victoria's own identical eyes.
Victoria ponders the question for a moment, then says, "Yes. I have wandered far from my kingdom."
"Why? Did you get kidnapped?" She ask, gently putting her left thumb to her mouth. "Yes, I was," Victoria replies in a soft voice, folding her hands in front of her. "But I was fortunate to meet my true love..." To her surprise, these words flow from Victoria with no problem, though her introspection cannot be seen by the little girl.
The girl beams her eyes. "Someday I'm gonna be a princess and find my true love!" Unknown to either Victoria or the sweet child, Cyphere has a quick flashback of sorts; an image of a wrinkled figure with pale green flesh and old, jet black hair standing before a woman resembling Victoria, clad in a long black cloth with long black hair and pale green flesh, staring at this elderly looking figure with dark brown eyes which briefly turn sparkling green. As this scenario plays out in John’s mind, the little girl’s words echo, “Someday I'm gonna be a princess and find my true love!" Victoria laughs softly, giving the girl a beautiful smile. "I have no doubt you shall, my dear."
"I have to go home now." The girl smiles back. "It was grand to meet you, my dear," Victoria says. "May I know your name?"
The girl looks down. “Ma and Pa couldn’t find a good name for me so they chose to name me “Ducky”.”
“Well, I’m certain one day they’ll find a better name for you.” Victoria announces fondly.
The girl happily turns and merrily runs back the way she came. John slowly creeps up from behind Victoria with a tear running down his cheek.
"Farewell, Yusur," Victoria silently whispers to herself as “Ducky” heads off.
She stands there quietly, realizing how closely the little girl resembled herself.
John sniffles. "She's beautiful, isn't she?"
"She is," Victoria murmurs.
"She’s the child of your mind and heart,” John remarks fondly, though this comment catches Victoria’s ear as she turns toward a teary John Cyphere.
“You know something about her, don’t you?”
John looks Victoria in the eye yet says nothing. Victoria walks up to him slowly. “What were you going to tell me back at your apartment? Please tell me the truth.”
“She’s our child; OUR daughter.”
Victoria widens her eyes slightly in some kind of disbelief and yet something in her heart informs her that this would be no such surprise. "How long have you known this?"
John trembles. “I’m sorry, Victoria. Our little girl doesn’t live with us here. Not anywhere. In fact, she can’t live with us at all, especially not with you because…” John falters and his head collapses on Victoria’s shoulder, as he sobs quietly.
Victoria strokes John’s hair comfortingly. "I die before she can see me, don't I?"
After a moment of silent crying, John answers in a soft whimper. “You'll see her. But she won't see you. I mean, she'll see you but she'll only have a dream, a vague glimpse of seeing your face after you bring her into the world. You die in childbirth. I can't explain it, I'm sorry..." John slips his face form the noblewoman’s shoulder before falling to his knees before her, his head hanging down. "I've disappointed you, I beg you. Leave me, if that is what you wish.”
Victoria kneels next to John and embraces him, rubbing his tears away. John gently takes Victoria’s hand just when she finishes rubbing his tears away. “"She will...She will live very well, my lady." John holds her face lovingly.
Victoria smiles. "That is good."
John Cyphere leans in and plants a long, passionate and engrossing kiss on Victoria's lips while she herself returns the kiss with a more furious one, enjoying the company of the man she loves and feeling completely at peace as they both sink deeper onto the soft, leaf-riddled grass and continue to kiss and grope each other against a late autumn sunset, reflected against the red and yellow autumn leaves that still remain on the branches.
Back in modern times, a broken Lou Cyphere moans in pain when a mysterious skeletal figure in a dark suit and tie approaches. "The Skeleton," Cyphere utters as the skeleton glares down at him with red dots for pupils inside his black emotionless sockets.
"Broken bones," The Skeleton sneers eerily. "Another price for letting somebody zap you with a Dolly stun gun."
Cyphere grunts. "You gonna help me or not?" The Skeleton tuts. "Remember who's REALLY in charge here." He pulls up a wheelchair and helps Cyphere up in it before taking him up to John’s apartment where Ni-san remains unconscious and bleeding.
Cyphere and The Skeleton sit in the living room. Having poured himself a glass of wine, the skeleton passionately drinks down the glass. "I will find Lady Victoria myself. Meanwhile, I need you to take good care of a girl of this time for me."
He takes out a file and hands it to Cyphere. "Kirsty Victoria Akerman, a gorgeous twenty-something year old with a passion for theatricality and a subconscious addiction to danger and helplessness. Her boyfriend is a jock. Together they attended Genesis Manor School where they helped each other solve the most bizarre of crimes while foiling our plans in the process. I know you've encountered her in the past. Sat in a chair in the school hall, bound and gagged with a bomb strapped to her. You were much...younger then. She now works at DID, that is Dearly Independent Dreams, a special agency for alluring models. I've tried to shut her up for the last few years but to silence her, YOU must drive he rout of her mind!"
"I'd have to be an angel to reject that assignment." Cyphere grins evilly.
To Be Continued.....
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See that man with the ugly scars... He fought for his country.
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