Porcelain Black Heart Part 1.

...From the Unglazed white China for Statuettes, it Entered My Heart &Spawned forth a "to the Bitter End" Spirit. Colourless from Absence & Total Absorption of Light, a Countenance like unto Coal or Soot, dark with no Distinguishable colour, Black in the Face, Purple with Exertion... Dusky...Gloomy...Deadly...Sinister...Wicked...Dismal... It's Sulky Black looks threatening... Things look Black... Presenting Tragedy in no Comic Terms... Like unto a Black Solvent Polished Black... It's Form gravely discoloured by Bruises... Even in Nature it Comprises only Opposite Extremes... Consuming Magical Black Art within its Smoky Grimy District littered in Gloomy Willows and a single Ash Tree, a Lonely Tree oddly baring Black Currants, its Dark Glazed Bark consumed with Black Beetles, Common Cockroaches, a Blackbird, a Black`Cap, and a White Raven perched upon one of its Clawed, soon to be Withered, branches...

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. brilliant ... absolutely brilliant ... you might find the way i relate to this a bit quaint ... or ... even immensely quaint ... but this reminds me of the cult i spoke to you about and the cult leader ... since more than thirty years now, he has been destroying homes and hearts ... i wonder when his heart will be exposed ... i hope the day is not too far away ...