Who rides across the dusky plain Tearing along wirh might and main Like some wild storm-fiend, in his flight Nursed on the ebony breast of Night? ‘Tis he, who left her in her need– Her lover, on his milk-white steed ! The blast in all its savage force Strives to o’erthrow the gallant horse That… Continue reading THE VAMPYRE (STRIIGOIUL) PT. 3(FINALE)


Though the night is black and cold Love’s ond story, pften told, Float’s in whispers thorugh the air. Stalwart youth and maiden fair Seal sweet vows of ardent passion With thier lips, in lover’s fashion. Restless, pale, a shape I see Hov’ring nigh; what may it be? ‘Tis a charger; white as snow, Pacing slowly… Continue reading THE VAMPYRE (STRIGOIUL) PT.2


Near the cliff’s edge, on high Standing out against the sky, Dost thou see a ruined cross Weatherstained, o’ergrown be moss, Gloomy, desolate, forsaken, By unnumbered tempests shaken? Not a blade of grass grows nigh it, Not a peasant lingers by it. E’en the sombre bird of night Shuns it in her darksome flight, Startled… Continue reading THE VAMPYRE (STRIGOIUL) PT.1

Grim Reaper

my dreams have been flooded with the grim reaper. there are some where there many of them. there are some where they’re all in white cloaks. either way i always fight with them and end up killing them. there’s been a couple about myself and my parents talking in another room about me being demonic… Continue reading Grim Reaper