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As the sun rose it's rays beamed down through my window. I stared at The box Jewel had given me which was sitting in the middle of the room. I eagerly got up and walked up to the box.
Scale of a dragon, A pinch of broken heart. Newts eye, Willow torn a part. Dashes of nightshade, Clothing from the dead. A family secret, Written in lead. Tongue of a snake A lock of human hair.
There's a place where cunning folk live... Way out on the marsh land. They wear hag stone jewellery On every finger of every hand.
After the rouges agreed to work with wolves he ran east into the forest and we followed, after 30 minutes we came to a large cabin in a clearing.
Short and sweet xx Not sweet though Charlie's POV The smell of sickness filled the air, mixed with the sharp smell of disinfectant that stung my nose, how could this happen.
#emotion. #household. They released me. To avenge my love. A divine angel. Sent from the heavens above. In the beautiful garden. Overgrown with spite. I stood in the centre. Alabaster white.
Lachlan and Jess watched me intently. My head was spinning so I just sat down. My life was going to get a whole lot worse. I was already 'mentally unstable' and now I was crushing on a wolf as well.
Wrote this one a while back... Not as long ago as I'd wish, though... I'm not going in there. Who knows what might attack. What if a vampire sees me and decides it wants a snack.
Towering marble columns spiral into the murky grey sky. Dim light illuminates the filthy cracked overgrown courtyard. Poisonous jade green ivy curls around the eerie bone white statues.
"Follow me into the light,". The voice beckons,. Cutting through the mist,. "Follow me through horror,. And I will grant you bliss,". The shadows close in about,. Shifting the ghostly moonlight,.
#nightdwellers We are the things that go bump in the night, That send chills up your spine and freeze your skin with fright, We are the scratches, the creaks and the moans, That you tell yourself...
Part 3 The women stood up her long golden hair swirling down her back in curly patterns. Her eyes were slanted and the same honey colour as those of Pearlia's.
Ice hanging from the ceilings,. Glittering, reflecting shadows,. Hooked by light catching your eyes,. Reeled in from the oceans waves,. Phantom standing in the sand,. Caves of life not far behind,.
I've seen a ghost. Three times now. Just the one. She sits in the corner and just smiles.
It was getting a little crowded in Heaven, so God decided to change the admittance policy. The new law was that in order to get into Heaven, you had to have had a really bad day before you died.
It was a very dark night. Quite creepy you see. On the night my fears. Made the better of me. I was trotting in the graveyard. At half ten at night. When something jumped up. And gave me a fright.
Me and my husband browsed the aisles of the market for a new pasta. It was new recipe night and we didn't want the regular penne or linguini.
Part 24: I stopped immediately trying to fight back.. At an instant silence was the night again. I couldn't move or anything, my body was just frozen.
In quiet times of heartbeat still, when dreams drift south, in lucid spill. when suddenly, in whooshed surprise, apparition reflects, in sparkled eyes.
It was so dark that night. I had wings...but I could not take flight. I had jumped. Trusting my wings to expand, But I guess, this was a bad plan.
Part 1 The breeze of a thousand whispers whipped past her platinum blonde hair, as she stood by the cliff. Her bewitched coal black eyes pounding the sea with intensity.
One night I was angry at the station As the doors shut i was blinded in my hesitation The last train wasn't to my home So I rested my feet and on the bench I slept alone The nocturnal creatures gave...
Offer me your flesh to rip and tear. Subjugate free will and crawl to my lair. Think of me while you offer your prayer. Willingly walk to me and beyond despair.
Singing to the walls lullabies, Curled up under the covers they hide, Waltzing alongside the dead, Dancing with devil in my head, Hands put together to pray, If I die before I wake, I sell my...