Originally posted on Hermit's Cove:
The beast lies awake, a shambling cage her home. ? “I shall take back my throne, for although they forsake, I will always remember I was left here alone. ? No one will survive, even if they surrender. No time to forgive dead souls that gave hope” ? She eloped with our fate, she stole our pride while she talked about love. Treacherous dove of great guile, insidious curse, deadly allure. ? She thrives in the bleak light, so grim, crimson steed waits her return. It shall be her turn, once again, to bleed… Continue reading The beast

Originally posted on Hermit's Cove:
I “To my unknown reader: ? During the almost thirty years I have been alive, there has not been a single interest of mine that others shared or even appreciated. Ever since I was a little boy, such things as a job, a wife to marry, a house, appeared as tedious and alien to my nature. In the same manner, those activities in which regular people spend so much energy and time have never been a priority or even a goal to me. Paintings were the sole concern in my personal world, albeit not… Continue reading The forest