Outside Home lies a world within reach. I visit sometimes. Though its bright, cheery colors turn my stomach. The sun is warm, yet I long for the comfort of the cold. People smile an empty smile. A mask contorted of hidden suffering amongst its victims. Normal is normal. To ask for help is illogical, yet invisible chains hold me back, just long enough to gasp for innocent breath. Twisted words and ...
Frigid was her hands, though I never paid much attention until now. I am a vampire hunter, yet I am a vampire. Ironic. Never have I shared this secret, but she mentally provoked me in the deepest of my thoughts. Moonlight crept hesitantly before us whilst treading upon the barren churchyard. Rats scurried swiftly into fissures hidden within crumbling tombs. The moon now stood over us, as if glarin...
Witch Roisin Dubh, her name translates to “black rose” in Irish, was jealous of Brigid’s fiery, red curly hair. ( Red Riding Hood )Brigid was cursed and forced into an unholy union to a creature of death and chaos. So Dubh possesses a woodsman to hunt down a creature to marry her granddaughter, the victim is a male, black wolf. The wolf is given the name Fael ( ugly or wolf )Dubh and Brigid both ...
