Curse part 8
The windows were dark and most were barred. not that it mattered much, it's not the kind of place that needs to look pretty. it didn't help that most of it was underground. in fact, that added to the creep factor.
Curse Part 7
A void of magical energies, completely and utterly dark to my senses filled the elevator and it was rising fast. well, shit. i drew my sword and counted down from five. the elevator's bell rang as i reached zero.
The hollow song...Immersed
Unleashed your feelings, now their gone...no soul, no hole, no need for song. Together we hope for our salvation...you were the ones to leave destruction. Yours eyes we took, we took from thee...enforce the peace, and now we shape to suit our needs. No...
Safe No more
Haven once, but now no more...This place you once would have adored...Sadness is too small a word...Laughter now cannot be heard...I hate for all that has been done...We fought this war we never won...The rage so red just grew inside...I cried the red,...
Dream long, Dream Lost
The sun shuts out the dark lit gates. dreams they haunt. memory lingers. imagination just lifts a finger. and laughter is there in that of possibilities lost.
North
The ice shards they cut and cover the ruts nothing is clear and so grows the fear windows dark and cold, absent of life.
The Story of Sinyster Plague -PROLOGUE-
It sounded dark even though it was so light. that's when she sobbed loudly and pulled me closer to her body, nuzzling me softly.
Simmer Down
When everything's burned to the ground When everyone's voice has no sound When every last thing's fallen down Let it simmer down And when no more words can be said And all the blood's gone to my head When everything's burned to the ground Let it...
Coming Back
It is my firs time writing so i really hope you like it :3 (i do not own the picture, just found it on google xd) it is based in something that actually "happened" in some way while meditating in the forest today it was a dark night, a really cold one...
The White Room
With no exits except a solitary dark oak door just a few feet away from him. the rustling from it distracted him from it's oddness.
Mute
The dreams are frightening You lay awake for hours Praying for the peace of slumber That will not come When you close your heavy eyes finally The dreams are waiting As they always are The shadow of a man The glint of a blade's edge The...
Only One
My heart is torn and bleeding My soul is dead and gone How could you do this to me You were my only one Copy-written to Xander Bradeshaw