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Ten coffins there wereTen coffins there were, buried side by side Fair were the ladies, their lust now at bay Their deaths they took in stride Unable to in mercy pray They had been killed in cold bloodTen coffins there were
On this cold night Expecting a new sister were they ten Another whore the knife would bite But the only question was when The Ripper that night would deliver
At the entrance of hell they did stand, Their eyes a-glimmer with want They waited to see who was to join their band London's streets they would haunt Immortalized forever by one man's hate
Sister dear
by ~renovek
The Quartz Chalice, c.8Chapter EightThe Quartz Chalice, c.8
Tril hummed quietly to himself as he sat in the back of the wooden cart, his legs dangling over the edge. Behind him, Alder was lying against the wall, his hands behind his head and his eyes closed. Halldora sat atop the driver's seat, holding the reigns lightly as she glanced back at the two males.
"Do you really think the flowers will hold up until the wedding?" she asked Tril, despite knowing that he was lost within his thoughts. When no answer came from the jester, she raised her brow as her husband shook him.
"W-what?" Tril asked, spinning around to look at them, confused and somewhat
by ~renovek
The Quartz Chalice, c.7Chapter SevenThe Quartz Chalice, c.7
Before the sun had risen, a knock came to Eaväna's door. She stirred, but did not wake, and the knock rung out again through the still morning air. The door opened and Bluebell came into the room, still clad in her nightgown and robe with her long hair tied back in a braid. Her brow rose as she found her daughter curled up in her bed, still wearing the previous night's dress.
The queen sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at her daughter for a moment before reaching out a hand to push a lock of hair behind the human's ear. Sorrow played at the smile upon her lips as she saw the rounded ear, but
by ~renovek
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WinterOh winter, how thou doth bring whiteWinter
On a dreary and sorrowful night
Giveth not even a small child the smallest of fright
You cometh from a place beyond a kite
Oh, how thou brings thy heart great delight
How the snow shimmers with monochromatic light
Such a distraction in the slight
To those who seem to be in mid-flight
An owl will hoot upon a tree
In the forests the wolves will be
Howling so elegantly
An ice puddle reflects what thou shall see
During a snowstorm, trapped at sea &nbs
by ~Flamebow
Dr. Orpheusby *cl0pin
Excuse me, sir, but this is the girl's bathroom. 
EuphoricDevious Info
- Current Residence: On the muddy banks of the Wishkah
- Interests: Reading, writing, drawing/illustrating, daydreaming
- Favourite movie: Lord of the Rings, Pirates of the Caribbean, King Arthur, Harry Potter, Narnia, Sweeney Todd...
- Favourite genre of music: Basically anything *but* gospel, screamo/acid rock, and rap/hip-hop
- Favourite artist: John Howe and Alan Lee
- Favourite poet or writer: Tolkien, Robert Jordan, Rowling, Stoker..many others
- Tools of the Trade: Traditional media, Word 2007, Photoshop
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"Where's the baby?"
"....Burning in the fireplace"
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giedd sculon singan gléomenn sorgiende
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þæt he ma no wære his dryhtne dyrest and mæga deorost
Bealo...
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"There's a light..."
"Where's the baby?"
"....Burning in the fireplace"
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Bealocwealm hafað fréone frecan forth onsended
giedd sculon singan gléomenn sorgiende
on Meduselde
þæt he ma no wære his dryhtne dyrest and mæga deorost
Bealo...
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"There's a light..."
"Where's the baby?"
"....Burning in the fireplace"
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