

Untitled Stuart watched the proceedings with marked horror. The man had been set upon by some monstrous thing. It appeared to be..... Stuart couldn't tell what it was. It was almost as if the attacker was a patch of midnight. It changed and shapeshifted among the dark, a framework of black on black. The man had apparently not suspected a thing, for he had uttered not a single word of fright or pain before or during the blitzkrieg. Now he lay deathly still as the Shifter covered him. What was the thing doing? Fear should have given him flight, but instead he was rooted to the spot.  Untitled


A MeditationWould that I were ashes scattered, or wrapped in black with edges tattered, reflects my broken mind, 'tis shattered.A Meditation
Death, no fearsome thing it be, as someday all will come to see. Sooner, though, should it claim me.
Call it Life, 'tis much to bear. Quickened clap in startled night air. Face I Death?.... Do, I dare.


Pale HorseIt cometh soon, the Jaws of Doom. That ghastly bane with grizzled mane of mortal men. No telling when the Spectre will with malice kill. His scythe shown bright in day twilight, and never bleeds his faithful steed, for Death is pale, and when all fails, He rideth quick to claim the sick.Pale Horse
Devious Comments
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Up, up, and away......!!!!!
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*Dark-Arts-Asylum
*Altered-Anatomy-Club
Hugs and Kisses
Uncle Bunt
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My artworks are like my babies, except the ones I throw away... those are like aborted babies.
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Dig out yourself from rubble
Removing all your skin
And don't ever think of trouble
The Darkness that has been
No, don't patronize with sorrow
...I don't mean to...
-"Louise Louisa" by Mew
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