The blissful being of one so high and mighty upon his throne of blood and bone,
he steps lightly to the ground as dust forms in clouds about his feet.
He creates this feelings of utter cold, and damning.
Do you understand yet?
He takes upon his hand a dice of seven sides
each display a shard of broken soul.
With the smile pasted so cruelly upon his tattered crimson stained lips
he mouthed the words again and again,
"save me from my treason..."
So in the mausoleum
I wake...
Undeath is still dying
but here I stand before you all seemingly alive again.
Deep set inside my eyes of greying shadowed lights
the darkest of the very blackest night
who could truely feel what flows about my flesh?
The inexistence, the unreality, inhumanity...
of me...
Author notes
This too will be one I will add too as time goes on, consider it a continuing story.
All iof this will describe the character "Lucian Adonis"
Please tell me what you think
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Bravo!
You're vocabulary is quite impressive, my friend, and you paint such a beautiful picture. I know, all too well, the inconsistency of the light bearer....so unwarrented....an untruth. You're truly awe-inspiring. Thank you.
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Oh.. I really liked this.. I don't know what else I can say.. But the image that you created was great.. I whis I had the words that would let you know how much I liked this.. But all I can think of to say is..
amazing, great, I loved it..
Peace to you,
Jetleena
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Deep and though provoken.. what inspired you to create a character like this? (in these parenthesis, please insert stupid things that people who are too nice on ap would say) herez ur claps
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