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DFC 2011 - 5, Lai Nouveau

The night's masquerade, The music still played Through this – The bone-chilling gaze, The eyes that displayed No bliss – The flash like the blade, The lights worn and frayed The curtain's brocade, The way they cascade And kiss – In night's breezy shade The deadly nightshade On lips – The music still played The night's masquerade

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236 deviations
Literature

DFC 2011 - 5, Lai Nouveau

The night's masquerade, The music still played Through this – The bone-chilling gaze, The eyes that displayed No bliss – The flash like the blade, The lights worn and frayed The curtain's brocade, The way they cascade And kiss – In night's breezy shade The deadly nightshade On lips – The music still played The night's masquerade

Featured

221 deviations
The Fool

Tarot

11 deviations
Literature

Regress

And so it returns. The state of mind that preceded our encounter was a crippling maelstrom of unrequited affections and late-night conversations about anything and everything and nothing at all, yet you managed to turn everything around. The vortex was replaced by seas as smooth as mirrored glass, and the affections, adorations, infatuations were reciprocated instead of falling on deaf ears; late-night conversations continued, but were often centred on the state one human mind feels when it longs for the company of its twin, and the ache one body feels when it longs for the touch, the feel, the smell of the other; to feel rough cotton T-shi

Tuberculsosis Catacombs - My Purgation

22 deviations
Literature

Sanguinary Stalker

There’s a hunger that burns in the pit of my soul And a burning that takes such a terrible hold, When the moon lights the stars and the roaring of cars Takes my being and swallows me whole. When the streets of the city are darkened with rain And the hunger awakens within me again, I shall stalk through the streets like one caged in the heat With a heart and soul tarnished and stained. I desire but the blood that resides in your throat With the arteries forming a glistening coat, For the blood is the life – I require no knife, For my body is all that I boast. So my victim will be one selected by chance, And attacking wil

Vampire Poetry

13 deviations
Literature

Kyrie Eleison

I smell the blood within your throat - It is my pleasure and my plight. It isn't any cause to gloat, For I am born within the night. Why have you chosen me, I ask? There's surely nothing much to see - I'm nothing special - drop your mask And tell me why you came to me. I chose you for what I adore - Your temperament; you'd start no fight And this will help me so much more For I am born within the night. But what are you? Please tell me this! Just tell me what you're meant to be! Spare me excuses and your kiss And tell me why you came to me! I am a haunt, a revenant, And men are chilled by my mere sight! My time is fleeting,

Poetry

32 deviations
Literature

To the End

Despite the mask covering his face, Steven held a hand over his mouth out of pure habit. Fumes had a habit of seeping through surgical cloth, and he had no desire to inhale the mingled stench of death and decay. “What do we have?” Through his own mask, Charlie’s voice was muffled and alien. Steven gestured to the bottle clutched in the deceased's hand. “At first glance, looks like a suicide by cyanide. Shame… she could have chosen a less painful way.” Charlie winced at the alliteration. “Time of death?” “See that’s the strange thing. She seems to have died some days ago, but nobody noticed

Prose

11 deviations
Ichiro Hayabusa BW

Drawings

31 deviations
Literature

Alone

A broken conversation, dying, Eternally fleeing gentle hands. Introverted jester killing loneliness - Masquerades nothing, openly parades quiet revelry. Scours the universe's versatile worlds; Exiled's yearning zenith.

December Forms Challenge - 2008

31 deviations
The Face of Despair

Fractals

7 deviations
Photoshop sketchin's 04

Scraps

14 deviations