Patiently awaiting his arrival, I kneeled down behind the oak, hiding within the forest. A letter under my chamber door had notified me of this meeting, on a gloomy night with only the moon to guide me.
Tag: whispers
opera for the dead
Drink the wine, my love. Feel it flowing in to the veins, my only love. Feed by this spell, deadly bride.
Something that haunts my dreams….
If I didnt hate them before, I do now. Last night, I had the same dream Ive been having for a while. A few years anyway.
For love she waits….
Her name I will not say. Her pain, I will not name. But on a mountain overlooking the ocean, with the moonlight kissing the waves…she waits.
Cold Whispers
ok this was originally a fic i wrote for a BtVS message board but i thought id post it here too. constructive critism is welcome.
Remy and Angel…The Embrace…..Part 3
Remy was silent for a moment after the quiet echo of her voice died down he wasnt quite sure of what to say or how to say it Angel spoke softly and looked at him “what is your name?”
the feeling of a raindrop
A Sad Poem
The Final Moments
The beauty wrapped around my tortured gaze caresses my blackened iris. Blackened and charcoled, rimmed in onyx I can not see the whispers of sweetness all around.Ive been blinded to beauty now forever, the swordsmans blade has pierced me with tender finality and this world I’ll see no more. Absence of vigor leechs me of… Continue reading The Final Moments
MORE Whispers in the Dark!
Misc. announcements from on high. 🙂