

Cain and AbelHis blood on my hands, staining my skin an unearthly red; It felt alive, as if it were invading my body and tearing me apart. I had never seen so much blood. It flowed from him like a river sating the thirsty earth beneath below. It was dreamlike. His eyes stared up at me questioning but I could not bring myself to look at him, to admit what I had done. I had not meant this to happen, I had not meant to kill him. I only wanted to know whyCain and Abel
I ran from him, tearing through the field desperately trying to remove his blood from my hands. I stumbled into the stream submerging myself beneath the flowing water, trying to wash mysel


VampThe star light glistened against our alabaster skin making us shine as bright as our night-sun. A sharp metallic thrill shot through me in anticipation of the kill. The scent of life was everywhere residing within in the ancient trees around us and the insects investigating us as we moved through their territory. It was taunting and excruciating, caressing and peaceful overall intoxicating. Desire turned to need a need that could never be absolutely sated. I tore down the mental wall holding the flood waters back and let the river of passion flow through me. I became a conduit for the need and nothing else. I faded into the abyss becoming anVamp


Michael and MaribelMichael was lost and forgotten but not necessarily by accident. He was never new and never bought. He just has been and always will be. He comes into the lives of sad children and make them happy and into the lives of happy children and makes them sad. His name is Michael and he will be your best friend.Michael and Maribel
Maribel was best friends with a four-year girl named Anna, but Anna and her family moved away and poor Maribel was left all alone. Tired of waiting and gathering dust Maribel left the home where she had been abandoned and now haunts the dreams of young women, turning them dark and sour. Beware of Maribel. She only wants to


BloodA strong breeze rustled through the field of corn carrying with it the rusty scent of blood and an undying curseBlood
We who once lived now are dead. We who died now are living. We will never know sweet rest. Our churning spirits will never settle.
You for whom the blood sprang forth from ready blades, You who took the land and lives, You will dwell in the hell you brought For the rest of your endless days.
Your demons real and ours alive Ever hunting, never dying. Shadows, shadows never more Now our hatred they will bear.
You may live u
by =hoschie
by *angelreich
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Happy Humanity sat on a wall
Happy Humanity had a great fall
All of our efforts to put him to mend
Couldn't make Happy be human again
~Armageddon's Children, Terry Brooks
We need to get together soon!
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""How do you say 'bring me sausage and eggs or I'll slit your throat' in Italian?"
"Look it up in the phrase book." "
Regina Doman (Black as Night: A Fairy Tale Retold)
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Almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea.
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Happy Humanity sat on a wall
Happy Humanity had a great fall
All of our efforts to put him to mend
Couldn't make Happy be human again
~Armageddon's Children, Terry Brooks
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""How do you say 'bring me sausage and eggs or I'll slit your throat' in Italian?"
"Look it up in the phrase book." "
Regina Doman (Black as Night: A Fairy Tale Retold)
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