Framed part 5
A pair of dark marble minotaur statues flanked the ebony doors. i gave one a careful prod just to be sure they weren't some kind of illusion or shapeshifter. when it didn't stir i figured that they were just more gaudy decorations and turned to knock.
Framed part 4
The visions faded fast and were soon replaced with the usual dark concrete of the tunnel. right before we crossed the boundary between the heart and the rest of the city i pulled up one of my old spells and conjured a set of clothes.
the two paths
New ideals added to correct mistakes as he walks in to a maze of darkness on all fours, his eyes cant make out the light, but there is a opening to a new place. once he opens his eyes and begins to see the darkness wrapping around
Twenty-Two: Chapter 2
The darkness did provide the perfect opportunity to clear my head of thoughts and prioritize. here i was, wandering in the dark with a boy who i had just met. he had more information than me about this place and seemed to give it freely enough.
Curse part 6
Lots of thick dark red carpeting, archaic statues and carved stone pillars, high backed leather bound chairs, etc. tacky as it was the place had just about every book ever published and many more that weren't.
Darkness Ensues
I wake up to darkness sourrounding me. i'm in a room, which seems to be extremely large, but that's probably just the darkness. my ears twitch as a scuttling sound echoes througout the room.
Curse Part 5
The dark stains in the floor aided with that. a couple of ideas crossed my mind but i forced them out, this wasn't the place for that kind of thinking. but when i got back to alice's place.....
Curse Part 4
Though the furniture was made mostly from dark hardwoods and black leather. the walls were wood paneled stone and a rich carpet covered the cold concrete floor.
Curse Part 3
Second; alice had circled around behind them and was crouched amongst a cluster of rose bushes, her black clothing blending with the dark stems while the white flowers obscured her face. "lovely night for a stroll, isn't it?"
Lycons
I had made the mistake of making eye contact with the wolf last week when dave dragged me to work, and every night, those green eyes, contrasting his dark midnight black pelt, haunted my dreams.
Call me deathpoem
Up and down I say. Up and down I fell. Not quite sane. Not quite real. The angles did not hear the angles did not fell. demons of hell help me heal. Call me death. A demon of this world. Pain no more. Pleasure all day. Pride I feel no matter the...
One action, thousand words
Sad I am, hard to deny As the Life passes by Everyone has fun and do not see that I am upon my knee First when I cry and fall They begin to make call Giving advice, no action It turns me into fraction Only my shadow feel That I begin to keel...