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Nyx opened her right eye a fragment of an inch. She wasn't in Hellspace anymore. Where was she. She sat up, and gaped. There was a different world.
"Drink, and you will be the most powerful." The beast told him, holding a flask of black, warm liquid to young Tamar. Power. Tamar always loved power. He took the flask, staring at the hideous beast.
#nightdwellers Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her auburn hinted hair;...
#beginningline #Nightdwellers #acrostic Her heart distorted frantically, in the eerie air; Erratic beats of torture; Laboured, as she was dragged to the princes lair.
Chapter 31: The Search for the Precious items "We've arrived," the snake hissed. "I want all of you to approach the palace but make sure you're not spotted.
-So you love me, do you. Anna said with a happy laugh. -No I don't know you ,I never seen you before so how do you want me to love you, you syncopate. -that wasn't nice say, Henry. -I'm not Henry!!.
Chapter 29: Angel of Darkness As the team hurried up the flight of stairs they saw through the window a shadow of a lady with hair that's in a bun, the Demon was also there with the Excalibur raised...
Chapter 27: The Signal for Help The Dark Demon stumbled his way down the muddy track though; he missed his footing and tripped over some twigs along the way, heading straight into a pile of mud face...
Sleeping Beauty Pricked her hand And know she's fast asleep. She loved a prince And it was grand, Until he made her weep. In a cottage In the woods, Her life was one big lie.
Glistening, diamond drops of rain cascaded through the chaotic heavens. Wicked, onyx knifes flickered in the assassins lethal grasp. Wet, raven black hair clung to icy, porcelain flesh.
‘Do it again,' they commanded. 'Are you sure?' I asked. My head swam. 'Yes, yes.
Without thinking of the consequences I opened the box -which beckoned to me as it stood lavishly on an ironically tall-moss-encrusted, throne-like pedestal -except it was not a pedestal that high;...
I humbly bare my soul to the night and beg your protection. When death everlasting wishes to take me, my soul will be yours.
Cut out her heart, And feed me it, Then watch me: On my throne I'll sit. My hair is fine, As fine as her's, I'm wrapped in cloths, Expensive furs.
Chapter 1. ~Princess Camomlie of Dark Magnotopia~ "Are you sure you can take this on, Camomomile?" The monk said in a low voice. "I have to.
They say the first taste of the substance is always the best. ----------------------------- I ran back to my dorm and into the un-suite I had to myself.
They say I'm evil,they say I'm death. In my world I'm the normal.
Blackness creeping around corners, slithering like a dark, sinister snake.
Chapter 22: The Mother's Bad Dream The mother started to dream, she could see a little village that had been burnt down. She could see that it was Lamina.
Day 10 The forest has become accustom to the darkness and so have the humans. No more distressed sounds emerge from the damp woodwork, they are now silent and content.
(Prologue) A young man and woman were racing through the dark midnight forest.
Chapter 21: The Cry for Help Soon the eagle with the injured mother, that began to struggle, tried really hard to loosen herself but the eagle just gripped on tighter with its sharp claws.
(authors note: hi. this is actually a dream (nightmare) I had a few years ago, there are actually more than one version but they alway take place in the same tunnel.
It's amazing what kind of people can be found in the world today. More astonishing still is the type of people who can't be found in the world anymore.