TheLastEclipse : Writing

Brothel of Saints

Brothel of Saints

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


You have your eyes closed and you are being deceived.
My Heart is Not Open

My Heart is Not Open

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


I placed a seal on the sore. I'm sure that I won't have you anymore.
A Way No Man Ever Thought to Satisfy

A Way No Man Ever Thought to Satisfy

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


Pain can only inspire so much fury. All I need is that opportunity.
The Saigon Crook

The Saigon Crook

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


She costs money
Compare Me to the Sick

Compare Me to the Sick

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


Now that the stars have stopped shining, you can stop whining...
The Murder of Our Age

The Murder of Our Age

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


A quick piercing blade,A hand full of hate,My body is betrayedBut I won't stop you.My heart in your hand!Death at your demand!The openings pourAnd my..
Shanghai: My Friend

Shanghai: My Friend

A Poem by TheLastEclipse


A Shanghai special.
Prologue

Prologue

A Chapter by TheLastEclipse


The introduction to Book One: the Beacon and the Harbinger
Chapter One: Magicians

Chapter One: Magicians

A Chapter by TheLastEclipse


Vesavius's introduction
Chapter Two: The Order, Part One

Chapter Two: The Order, Part One

A Chapter by TheLastEclipse


The horses were exhausted. Their breath exhaled heavily; from their nostrils spouted thick smoke in the early morning air. Primine clinched his reign..