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Raven-Shadowen

The Dark Angel
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Metus

One flat night, the wind stilled itself like a breath held in the worst kind of anticipation; the moment when you realize, too late, that everything has gone wrong with every carefully laid plan. Every alibi come to naught in the face of something far too dark to even be given shape: gloried in the feverish tongues of those men who spread their crazed scripture to those who pass beneath their perches just out of reach. Fear. The word dances across the lips of the multitudes, washing away serenity and sense, slathering a coat of ashen sludge across our hearts and burrowing into the mind like some virulent maggot, squirming for that last litt

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Metus

One flat night, the wind stilled itself like a breath held in the worst kind of anticipation; the moment when you realize, too late, that everything has gone wrong with every carefully laid plan. Every alibi come to naught in the face of something far too dark to even be given shape: gloried in the feverish tongues of those men who spread their crazed scripture to those who pass beneath their perches just out of reach. Fear. The word dances across the lips of the multitudes, washing away serenity and sense, slathering a coat of ashen sludge across our hearts and burrowing into the mind like some virulent maggot, squirming for that last litt

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World Undone

2 deviations
Literature

Ras Algethi : Epilogue

Epilogue: Upon Black Wings A small whir announced the arrival of the lift, even though he was reluctant to go inside this place. “I have to do this, for my family, and for the world…” the young boy told himself, taking a deep breath as he stepped forward into the awaiting lift. He smiled a little as the lift ascended up the side of the Citadel, the entire city laid out before him. He had never known anything besides this ruined city, but it was time he left it, became an Angel to fight for everything he held dear…or rather that’s what he kept telling himself. The truth was, he couldn’t take this place anymore,

Ras Algethi

2 deviations

Broken Wings

5 deviations
Literature

Memories of Ill

Give me one more day to sift through my head There's just so much to sort and kill When all these memories make me ill I just wanna die from the touch of your screams I need a better reason to believe in this hopeless heart I'm forced to feel *I'm not so much a criminal but a ghoul detained in the lies of belief that you hold so dear, Lock n' load the guns of insanity There's a bullet for me somewhere, just give me what I need to live in death so dear* Gimmie the venom filled love to make me ill with one sick reason to believe That it's worth it all just to fall, to wear my heart on my tattered sleeve just to say I feel! *I'm

Stained Glass Bullet

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