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Topic: dark

Akasha Wolfhaven
Pact With the Serpants
Rejuvenating, recovery, and reducing the evil once lived inside myself as the horrible took over as hideous as I have become to be the heir to the royal serpents that made me dance the steps to what ...
Akasha Wolfhaven
Romantic Encounters with a Man Named Death
He came to my dreams as he whispered sweet nothings of romance that tempted me to dance to the of sweet surrender as I almost went through.Blackness behind my lids as I took every drink of ale seen t...
Akasha Wolfhaven
The Other Side of the Mirror
Looking into a reflection of who I once knew, as she was wanting to come out to play. The day I let her out from the other side of the mirror was signing my death warrant and lead me to dismay. The l...
Akasha Wolfhaven
They swarm around surrounding you with guilt, shame, feeding you their leftovers from the dead souls that were abandoned, tossed, casted out regurgitating in your mouth words of broken promises, hope...
Miss Annalisa
Gothers short movie (work in progress)
Feel free to shout out ideas- this is the first draft of the script (the first 20 or so slides, full beginning and ending are done) and thus nothing has been done as of yet with editing or sketching. ...
Miss Annalisa
At The Seventh Toll
I hold you close this night For I fear that if I ever let you go That you will disappear when I wake. In your deep deadening sleep you to the same. You hold me against you tightly. I smell the dista...
Miss Annalisa
The Guardian
O my guardian angel How often do you find yourself watching over me in sorrow? How often do you wish to pull me away from the ways of man? To protect me from myself? Do you ever wish you were as morta...
Miss Annalisa
The parlor
Old walls speak their age, furniture show mild use. Everything smells musky Faded smell of flowers linger here in the musk. The feeling of this place says, “Be silent watch and listen.” The body obeys...
Topics: death, dark, gothic, grief, silence
Miss Annalisa
Music boxes Marry go rounds Dolls Dresses Princess tiaras All gather dust now. No longer needed, long forgotten. No longer wanted, no longer remembered. A child’s innocence lasts for only so long. Fo...
Miss Annalisa
Four Walls
I once heard my father say that one could tell a lot about a person by looking in his or her desk, room, and or their house. What stories would these walls tell? What secrets would they betray? Would ...
Topics: gothic, dark, musing, poetry
Miss Annalisa
Shadows and Blood Demo
Note to those who voted on my idea poll- This is the opening of the futuristic pitch. I'm currently doing sketches for the project as I cannot see this being anything except for animation/comic in add...
Miss Annalisa
Grandmother’s Superstition
A long time ago, perhaps ten or so years now, grandmother beckoned me to her side. She told me “I wish to tell you a story,” and thus she did. She told a tale of a mirror, a woman, and a dark stairwel...
Miss Annalisa
The Dance
Author note- this is my baby and I'll torture whoever crosses the copyright. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I...
Miss Annalisa
Evil & Good
“She who wears white is a demon, She who wears black is an innocent.” Thus are the words my friend told me one day. When I was told this, I gave it no attention- Until a friend became a demon while fa...
Miss Annalisa
Jet Black
History enjoyed recounting his exploits. Of his ungraceful fall from grace- the damning race of temptation and sin. Of every one of his brethren who were caught by prophets, priests, and monks. Of war...