metrion99

Flames leap like leaves in the wind, you know. Reds and oranges and yellows and auburns, flurrying together until the lines that distinguish them become meaningless and infinite, curving together until they merge entirely. They both dance, and are beautiful, in their own right. The flames feed, they are greedy and unfair and hungry and oh, so beautiful. Not evil, not at fault. They know no better. You are the one that laid out their meal. Yes, you are at fault, not the fire. But you can’t really think about that right now; you can’t think about much of anything but the heat radiating from the flickering flames and the flashing an

You were suddenly very grateful for the flashlight Arena had given you. Clicking it on, you move the orb of light in a sweeping arc across the room; the shaft you had hastily climbed down apparently dumped off into one of the abandoned underground colonies. This one appeared to have been vacated long ago, given its state of disrepair. The air was thick; it seemed to stick to your skin and hair, causing your clothes to cling and bunch up, much to your discomfort. The smell was pungent and varied, with putrid rotting odors churning your insides while metallic scents stung your nostrils and throat. Seeking to be rid of this sensory overload, yo

Scream; release energy to me. I'll accept, gladly. You are my need. I'll feed if you concede. You and me become we so easily; just scream into me.

Genesis I In the beginning, the darkness called Night let the dry land appear, so Earth and Seas yielding fruit, whose seeds brought forth grass. The Night let heaven give light upon the Earth, to rule day. Darkness may fly above the Earth, and every living creature abundantly, winged, blessed them. The beast said- make man in our image, and have dominion over man. Female, have dominion over the Earth. Behold the Beast, and everything that he has made. Genesis II Thus the host ended his work, because the generations of Earth were created. The lord grew upon the Earth, formed of breath, living. Planted man, pleasant to sight, for food

I want my heart to be bound. Thread wound-round my soul; keeping me still. Safe. Captive inside. Hand caress rough rope and soft flesh. Firm. And warm. Breathe even, then faster. Harder. Wanted. Taking. Giving. Releasing. Freedom through bondage.

Pray for me positive neuron transf- er; no god please, no need for me. Just pray; please.

Her ivory veil rested placidly above the feathery tendrils of her auburn hair; like all she touched and all that made her what she was, it was more delicate than seemed possible. Even her dress seemed unbelievably ethereal. The layers floated around her as she moved, and veil flowed out behind her like the wings of a fairy; giant, translucent moth wings that glowed bright in the slightest light trailed behind, making her look unmistakably mystical. So she appeared before the crowd, beautiful as Lanval's Queen, as she cascaded down the aisle towards the stained glass windows; rainbow light reflected on the gown and her porcelain skin. The gu

      Her ivory veil rested placidly above the feathery tendrils of her auburn hair; like all she touched and all that made her what she was, it was more delicate than seemed possible. Even her dress seemed unbelievably ethereal. The layers floated around her as she moved, and veil flowed out behind her like the wings of a fairy; giant, translucent moth wings that glowed bright in the slightest light trailed behind, making her look unmistakably mystical.       So she appeared before the crowd, beautiful as Lanval's Queen, as she cascaded down the aisle towards the stained glass windows; rainbow light reflected on the gown and her porcelain