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|More Journal Entries|
SamhainGhostSamhain by SilverWynd
dance with me
across the graveyard,
betwixt dreaming and waking
as life and death lose meaning
our worlds start to merge
WitchcraftCall me SarahWitchcraft by Scarlettletters
was all she said
and I had the uncomfortable
feeling of being haunted.
I let her legs
and red nails
do the talking -
stories I grew up
not believing in,
silver spoons and moons
hung so low
I could taste them,
and autumn lost
between her shoulders.
I never said the right words
and night retreated
when she turned her head
We let the candles burn -
rich foliage of air
the only traces left.
Love From the GraveI awaken from somber dreamsLove From the Grave by SilverWynd
where nothing is as it first seams,
your voice speaks from beyond the gray,
the unseen watch me with blank eyes,
lost among storm torn ocean skies
to the forgotten gods I prey,
let me sleep amid the tombstones
and wish on the oracle bones,
if only I knew you would stay.
Nova: Children of Gods - Chapter 03Chapter 03Nova: Children of Gods - Chapter 03 by suyuku-san
Tulla awoke to a sudden crashing noise, nearly making her jump out of the tiny handcrafted bed; she sat up blurry eyed before yawning and stretching her arms above her head. “Mr. Levi it’s not morning yet is it? I’m still sleepy…” she turned to look at the bed only to discover that it was empty. “Mr. Levi?”
The absolute silence and the missing presence of Levi began to worry her, she flew from the windowsill and over to his bed. The first thing she noticed was that his hunting knife, the one he always kept hidden underneath his pillow, was gone.
Worry crept through her whole body as she then flew from the bedroom and into the hallway. “Mr. Levi?” she called again. “Where are you?!” her body began to shake, this feeling, this kind of absence was something she always hated.
She quickly flew down the stairs and into the main entrances of the house, relief overwhelmed her when she saw him by the front door, close