Date: Wed 23 Oct 2002 - 18:35:38 GMT
> "On Christmas night a year ago, God fled Heaven to escape an audacious
> demon attack -- a celestial Tet Offensive. The demons smashed to dust
> his palace of beautiful blue- moon marble. TV news kept it secret, but
> homeless children in shelters across the country report being awakened
> from troubled sleep and alerted by dead relatives. No one knows why
> God has never reappeared, leaving his stunned angels to defend his
> earthly estate against assaults from Hell. "Demons found doors to our
> world," adds eight-year-old Miguel, who sits before Andre with the
> other children at the Salvation Army shelter. The demons' gateways
> from Hell include abandoned refrigerators, mirrors, Ghost Town (the
> nickname shelter children have for a cemetery somewhere in Dade
> County), and Jeep Cherokees with "black windows." The demons are
> nourished by dark human emotions: jealousy, hate, fear.
> One demon is feared even by Satan. In Miami shelters, children know
> her by two names: Bloody Mary and La Llorona (the Crying Woman). She
> weeps blood or black tears from ghoulish empty sockets and feeds on
> children's terror. When a child is killed accidentally in gang
> crossfire or is murdered, she croons with joy. "If you wake at night
> and see her," a ten-year-old says softly, "her clothes be blowing
> back, even in a room where there is no wind. And you know she's marked
> you for killing."
> The homeless children's chief ally is a beautiful angel they have
> nicknamed the Blue Lady. She has pale blue skin and lives in the
> ocean, but she is hobbled by a spell. "The demons made it so she only
> has power if you know her secret name," says Andre, whose mother has
> been through three rehabilitation programs for crack addiction. "If
> you and your friends on a corner on a street when a car comes shooting
> bullets and only one child yells out her true name, all will be safe.
> Even if bullets tearing your skin, the Blue Lady makes them fall on
> the ground. She can talk to us, even without her name. She says: 'Hold
> A blond six-year-old with a bruise above his eye, swollen huge as a
> ruby egg and laced with black stitches, nods his head in affirmation.
> "I've seen her," he murmurs. A rustle of whispered Me toos ripples
> through the small circle of initiates."
I was so impressed that I went to the site and printed the article out. Many thanks.
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