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The Lucifer Manifesto (Chapter Two)A Chapter by The Darkest Silhouette“Welcome to Lanonandek.” Lucifer said as he ushered Asimov into his royal offices within the Canaan Estate. The lighting in the room was somewhat dim and Lucifer shone like a brazier. .. |
christmas mourningA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa.. |
The Lucifer Manifesto (Chapter Thre..A Chapter by The Darkest SilhouetteDalagastia entered the office of Lucifer, her savior. Only a day prior she stood, ears, eyes, and mouth her only remaining senses, though without body to give them form, in the desolate though expo.. |
The Lucifer Manifesto (Chapter Four..A Chapter by The Darkest SilhouetteIt was only two days before the grand speech was to be and the five of them were having a final conference before the party on Lanonandek began the two day journey to Satania. Asimov was unable to .. |
Lucifer's DreamA Chapter by The Darkest SilhouetteOn the night before his speech Lucifer was haunted, as was all too common, by dreams involving the psychic memories of a man on Onia. The dream had the sense of time of a fast paced memorial coll.. |
Stone SoldiersA Poem by The Darkest SilhouetteUnwelcome requiem of utter light resorts lost to shadowed figures presence found among them lingering man of honor clad in silk spun from the stars he remains as all else falls ahead of his ti.. |
i love youA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaI love you... A Poem by debileah I love you because your eyes reflect sweet honesty L oving you comes so naturally O pen arms that reach out to hug me V elvet lips that kiss .. |
EscapeA Poem by The Darkest Silhouettea lingering vagueness of mind is the door shut no matter, the candle absolves locks click, caged in here i am what i have become what have i become terror coarsens parole from life let it b.. |
My Mind; DevourA Poem by The Darkest SilhouetteEngulfing cardboard senses surround while oil and amber scents are abundant nothing remains as it seems twilight ramblings; my mind devour words lit like street lamps over milky coldness, but s.. |
A Letter From HeavenA Poem by angelinmypocketA dedication I wrote to a friend who had lost a loved one |
TimeA Poem by The Darkest SilhouetteBest prints made in the final hours art sells well, posthumously why is accomplishment not given when it is deserved can the painter not become a hero among men or is art reliant on people hopi.. |
burlesque queenA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaBurlesque Queen A Poem by debileah Mama sang irish lullabies. As she strummed her old gib.. |
Keep FightingA Story by The Darkest SilhouetteMy suspension got cut one day short as you might of noticed. Yesterday Mr. Quick left a voicemail on my cell saying Madren had reconsidered my suspension (for the anti Madren memos). In fourth p.. |
portraitureA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaPortraiture A Poem by debileah P ortrait ofmy daughter. O f my own flesh and blood... |
CleanA Poem by Roberta WethI hate the city |
Our ReasonsA Story by The Darkest SilhouetteAnd so a movement, a shift in the population's thinking toward the truth, has begun. I have planted the seeds and it is up to you to water them, to pluck the weeds from our garden so that the flowers .. |
State of the PeopleA Story by The Darkest SilhouetteMaybe you haven't made an actual move to depose Madren because you didn't understand the meaning of the first paper. Honestly it was intentionally abstract. Here is the plain words version of it. O.. |
Boca Island MemoirsA Story by The Darkest SilhouetteCivilization In the Boca island region began around 2500-2000 BCE and with it two markedly different cultures emerged. On the outer ring of the large, round island trees thrived and in them lived w.. |
sweet valentineA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaSweet Valentine A Poem by debileah V alentine .. |