Eat This Apple.
Place this apple in your hand, Take a bite, I swear it's nice, It's got that perfect mixture of: Some sugars and some spice.
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Place this apple in your hand, Take a bite, I swear it's nice, It's got that perfect mixture of: Some sugars and some spice.
#nightdwellers. I plug myself in,. The needle enters,. Luscious venom. Seeping into my veins,. We stand huddled in the dark room,. Squalid and ruined,. Paint lined our bodies,.
Well, let me just start by saying this, This is a story we all love and miss, Its called Snow White, a thrilling tale, This is my version, you won't get in a sale...
#myworld My world is dark and full of chaos, a rocky surface with seven moons to light this vast planet. Strange creatures roam the plains, the hunters and the hunted.
Nocturnal & sewn into the night. Silent & brisk out into a city of lights. Blade at hand, alongside the reaper they stand. Fear in the air, looking out into a dark dreamland.
#emotion. #nightdwellers It grips you by the throat and pins you to the bed. It's eyes gloat filling your core with dread. Paralysed with fear the Beast takes control.
It wasn't a sound that awoke him, nor a presence. It was precisely a lack of the afore mentioned that put him on guard. He was aristocratic with a strong jaw, a set of clear eyes and a firm body.
The darkness surrounded, paralysing her mortal skin. Her breathing increased rapidly as panic started to set in, as she realised the monsters from the fairy tales aren't as unbelievable as they seem.
The Firefly case file: Firefly was his first kill he stumbled upon her by pure chance...
Chapter 1 There once lived a heard of unicorns, Each unicorn had there horn, appart from one.
Across the other side of the square, a wereman stands watching the fountain ooze dark water. He's shaking his head at the sight. "Such a sorry sight" He says as the body is dragged out of the...
Down deep in the forest warm, Began strong wind, furthermore a storm. Young Penelope, started to feel unsafe and unsure, From out of nowhere, came an old lady called Ms. Buerr.
In this tale before my tale, I tell of how I did prevail, In this place, called Doam, Demons did stretch an arm.
Yes, I am an artist,. But I'm not what you think,. I could shroud the world in darkness,. Before you had blinked,. My paint is the shadows,. And my canvas is the world,. Yet I'm not really a goddess,.
@awesomeannie. One day, a merchant's daughter,. Asked father for a rose,. She'd never seen one in her life,. And knew naught where they grow,. The merchant, he agreed to it,.
Scythe in hand,. And knife in hair,. Eyes of glass,. With icy stare,. Patchwork face,. And sewn black lips,. Needles strung,. Around the hips,. Bow hooked over shoulder blade,.
She stands before the mirror, draped in black green and gold, her riches surround her, but she cannot be happy when there is so much else to have....
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of them all...
It's getting darker. The Incubus is everywhere now, each survivor only has a few square feet around them that they can see is safe.
The gates of hell beckoned me forward. My tight, white dress hugging my form as the restless werewolves at my back sent rumbling growls through the very rock beneath my feet.
#nightdwellers Little white dress On a very little girl. Pearls on her ears, Showing with a twirl. As sweet as she is... There are many of her kind.
Witches, Demons, Killers, Leave us for dead, Presence of evil within us, Captured in a web, Potions, Cauldrons, Spells, Being who we're not, Trapped your lair we dwell, What do you want.
While you intend the entry for just a peek Soon you'll find there, placed a seat And your name, you see, in blazed across the back And with this spot, the best in house, Your curiosity, instantly...
A howl shudders through the cool night air, the full moon is still high in the dulled winter skies. My heels click as I walk down the street to the beast.