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| A cold breathe takes to mist in the Winter chill, strange, that that a frigid vanguard could advance so quickly in what was once a beautiful night. But to your dismay, your eye catches a glimpse of a figure that looms on the horizon. It dances in the sad, shallow vapors like a master of the chill. The spine begins to rattle, it seems that you may catche a glimpse of the figure's face. Yet, as he stares at you, you see naught but a wretch marked by pallor, in the distance, doing the things you never deemed possible. |
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| The air here grows thin, the musk in the air telling of the misdeeds and sins that run rampant after dusk settles down into the arms of the night. The sighs of another still born malcontent shatter the calm of the midnight sky. It seems as if the very heavens above heave at the wail of this somber corpse writhing in the womb. Perhaps that which was meant for the realms of dreaming dead should be let to naught but sleep, yet they still prod force into the carcass, rousing it from slumber. Dead eyes gaze into your soft, warm optical orbs... |
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| There are two hidden(badly) links on the page now, find them! |
| Here's the thing with the site, it is now 2 years old, and it seems as if I have forgotten all about this little place, but fear not, I have been adding to the site, but I can't find it in me to add the new additions onto the server. I look at this place and I see things that I stand for, things that I promise to a lot of people. I can't really forget that promise, not ever, and for a while I thought that I might be able to come out of my little hole and live like a normal person. But as this site has said before, I am not a normal person anymore, I haven't been for awhile. I can never be like everyone else, the way I take up responsibility for things I cannot control, the way I deal with all this damned stress from within. I tried to ignore it, I tried to move on, but I can't lie to myself. I am not just another figure on the horizon, something shall come, and those who are not of this storm shall falter and buckle to their knees in it's wake. I take up now a cloak of darkness and disappear into the mist-raped night, as the eyes of wolves gleam in the dark like stars, and as my hand it rises, it writhes with the tide, and in the essence of a shaded mirror gladed by the moonlight, I sit on the throne of tyranny, and grin as I am the Lord of Winter Wraith... |
| This goes out to all of you fucks who're sounding off in my guest book. If any of you fucks had a pair, you would have the balls to leave your names. But all of you are just Stupid Fucking Kids, who have no idea what I mean, and never will, because you do not know the meaning of the word Victim. How fucking petty do you have to be to make accusations directed towards me. |