Love

a single leaf falls on the frozen ground silence the loudest noise to be heard deafeningly frigid wind rushing past blowing the leaves around his black cloaked body standing, waiting for something although no one knows what the tall boy with black and red hair standing alone…always alone wearing his Cradle of Filth shirt and… Continue reading Love

Raphael: my teacher, my lover… a vampire

He hadn’t been there. She could barely see through the tears and wiped her eyes with the end of her scarf. He hadn’t been there. She raised her head and looked at the sky – dark and full of purple clouds, it was in the middle of the night … and cold. It was cold… Continue reading Raphael: my teacher, my lover… a vampire