Blood and Mortar

There is something keeping warm, way down there in the dark, like a shadow taking form only needs a single spark…

Felt out of place, different
Must seek those in the dark horizon
Invisible in the night
You mesmerize, you know the way to seal the kiss of eternity
Pull down black clouds will be my sanctu…

Vlad liked to keep his Lucy on tap. But I’m a firm believer in re-writing the classics and this Lucy…she’d like to take a sip of Vlad.

This just goes to show that we had something beautiful,
but at the heart of it…
It was dark.
And because of that dark heart,
the blood was dark.
And because of a wound, dark,
the darkne…

I walk into the room, evryone stares. Those who know me see the change. Everyone eles only realizes that something dangerous just walked in.

Barrier of hard,
reinforced, squared-off lime.
Prevented robotic humans
from wasting their time.
As they were not allowed
an so unable to climb.

On the other side,
free men wander thro…

Hell could never fell like this.

The throbbing scarlet flashes coming from the police-cruiser that was purring on the midnight street outside threw the detective’s shadow pulsating on the floor of the perfectly square living-room.

My little run-in with the wolves used up most of my night-time, so my original plans for that night would have to wait until midnight the next night. For now I had to make it to my apartment wi…

"Name?"

I stared at the balding man with a blank expression. He already knew my name.

"What is your name?"

Rolling my eyes and tossing my crimson hair over my shoulder, I answered …

I am a monster and pity all who undertake the notion they can run because it only fuels my lust and I love the animal I have become.

Leave it to a bunch of dogs to underestimate me again. Figures. I thought as I ran from roof top to roof top with a single bound each time. I had to leave this part of town fast, it wouldn’t…

_Faster, faster, I have to run faster, damned wolves being able to change at will so long as the moon was full! I always have to wait for midnight, it isn’t fair! There’s still three hours befo…

"Name?"

I stared at the balding man with a blank expression. He already knew my name.

"What is your name?"

Rolling my eyes and tossing my crimson hair over my shoulder, I answered him,…

Ceana Auchenleck was your ordinary 18 year old outcast, at least until she met Mr. Currington. It was an accedent really, one of those one in a million chance meeting things. See Ceana was runn…

As I walk the streets of night alone, I wonder.