How long had it been since she had found herself inside a true house of worship? Much to long she supposed, though the last time that she had entered this place, her hands were clean and devoid of the stains that she now could never wash off. She had been looking forward to coming back to port for this reason, to confess her sins amongst the sanctity of the Father and God himself. As much as she greatly despised the Church, there were qualities about it that she had come to appreciate over the many years that she had been forced into it's doors for various reasons. It provided a safe haven for the poor, weak, destitute, desperate. It also pro
"And in which we say that life is eternal but continue to struggle to survive."
~Neale Donald Walsch
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AND HERE IN THE NIGHT
AS I FEEL THE INFERNO
I STARE IN THE DARK
THINKING WHAT IS ETERNAL
Blank violet eyes continued to stare at the open window, the shutters lightly beginning to creak with the cold blowing gusts of wind and snow. Ivan's eyes slowly began to close as the presence of the spirits of the Russian winter lifted from the bedroom. He felt oddly heavy-headed and dizzy...Did he really do what he thought he just did? Did he really...Give the shadows of ice and snow that he so despised what remained of his sanity? He was a
Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cause when he's lookin' she falls apart
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Some girls won't dance to the beat of the track
She won't walk away, but she won't look back...
It all should be easier than it actually is, she wasn't sure what even gave her the thought that it would be. But she did, though now the delusions were beginning to break. She wasn't sure what compelled her to leave in the middle of the night, to take to the streets; she guessed it was just so she could go for a walk around the neighborhood, attempt to clear her head, and just...Think. Creature of habit, despite how much she hated that fact. It had be
"Welcome to my nightmare. I think you're going to like it. There'll be some more when you come down."
~Alice Cooper
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FEEL THE DARKNESS SMILING
EVERY NOTE IS DYING
SILENCE IS REFINING
EVERY THOUGHT IN HIS HEART
"Matvey...You made me do it...Why did you make me do it?...It's...It's for your own good. Maybe...If you truly knew what it was like to be alone...You won't try and leave me again..."
Only the soft, flickering lights of candles lit the unsettling darkness of Ivan's bedroom, forms of shadows continuing their steady creeping along the crimson walls. Sitting on the bed sat Ivan, leaning back against the headboard with drawn knee