

Last nightLast night, i dreamed that i was the knight, all clad in sparkling and shining armor. Facing a dirty and decrepit dragon; guard of the one whom i sought, the one whom i loved. I launched against it's razor teeth and claws, and was met with blood and blinding agony.Last night
And it's funny how dreams meld into each one another, because Last night,
I dreamed that I was a knight, clad in rusted and dirty armor, coming against a sparkling and magnificent dragon. Teeth sparkling, white as ivory. Claws holding the one whom i sought, the one whom i loved. I hacked to free her, but was also met with blood, although not my own, and b


Short BlackStrong and bitter is how i take my coffee, because i love how it wakes me up in the morning. How you can always lose yourself in thought of it; but you must drink up to get to the bottom.Short Black
So grit your teeth and drink, baby, because this is the only way i know.
Unrequited is how i take it; no sugar; no milk. Just pure dark swirling madness.
You can act like you don't like it, but you'll be back for more. You'll never look sugar in the eye again. Milk will curdle under your tongue. You'll be hooked on the crook of my handle.
I'll burn your throat; I'll mar your lips; your eyes will be run round wit


an old diary.i wish i could swallow your heart-- not only so that it would be next to mine, harmonizing with each flutter...an old diary.
...but for curiosity.
to explore your emotions absorbing each one then analyze them with my own...
...would they be identical?
thick nights could be spent together, your love complimenting mine, our hearts cuddling...
...the warmth of comfort present.
you could melt my bones and turn my eyelashes into butterflies, bend my mouth and begin a thunderstorm...
...we could


Snakes and ladders.Willful deliberate gesture, her smile has transformed itself, the lips become encumbered with the baggage of kisses when they curve. Premeditated arson of the mind: the near past has become a danger and she struggles to distance herself from things she has and hasn't done. Better to focus on the present, and better still to focus on the future, where it is always blissful and sublime. Better to burn what is undesirable and clear the face of all but the most precious idiosyncrasies, better to douse herself in whitewash and pull the hair up bySnakes and ladders.


Naga, Wraith, Vampire in a BarA Naga, A Wraith, and a Vampire Walk into a BarNaga, Wraith, Vampire in a Bar
"Okay, okay, this is a good one - hey, are you listening? Hey, listen!"
"If we listen," the normally silent Vampire Lord murmured, shuffling the five cards in his hand with surprising dexterity, "Will you shut up?"
"Hey," Tyrel frowned, his bottom lip almost pouting, "That's not very nice." He paused, considering, "And its not like I'm even really that noisy or anything."
"Aren't you supposed to be part snake?" Zephier's voice echoed in their minds, dry and raspy, skin blue-grey and highly translucent. He was arranging his hand as well,
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You've got the answer, but it lasts
as long as you can smile, and pretty
soon your cheeks will begin to hurt.
Times like those, you turn around *very* quickly. You may catch a glimpse
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