Post by Midnight on Jan 22, 2007 11:56:42 GMT -5
Eyes Of A Dying Demon(Based Of Deen)
His eyes where dark, lost with hope; sick and blank like all at the same time. He had been staring up at the wall for about a day now, trying to remember all his inventions, his formulas. He wondered if he was going to make it and why he was cursed with this sickness. Tears slowly rolled down his face at the thought of losing all he worked so hard to get; the friend, the fame, and his lovely lover who loved him very much. He rolled onto his side trying to summon enough strength to get up and walk around, to hold on to what life he could grab. He didn’t want his lover to see him like this; he didn’t know what was wrong with him. “I need to make a formula,” he groaned, slipping out of the bed weakly and headed slowly down towards his lab. Shaking and stumbling as he went. He was going to find a cure if it killed him. (Still thinking about it)
Saved (poem based off deimos)
I'm hiding in the darkness again
The shadows hover over me
Things move in the darkness - you see
Getting closer so they can grab you
Those red eyes in the middle on the room - staring you down
A smile on his face as he kneels beside you
Reaching out with his sharp claws - he finds you.
Pulling you closer - gripping your hair.
Screaming out for help - he hits you
Turning around to get away
He smiles down at you as he holds you there on the ground
Opening his big mouth and snapping down
On your lovely neck that was wide open
He drinks from you as you scream
And slowly you di,e you kick and scream but no one comes to find you
He drags you off for later
You're just his slave for labor
Chained to the wall above
Blood dripping onto the ground
With one word you could be dead
But a glowling blue eyes find you and come up beside you
He touched your neck and heals it
Smiling softly at you he pulls you in away from the creature within.
You smile softly as you sleep
Laying in your bed - it's neat
Covered up, tucked in tightly
It was only an other dream
The blue eyed demon saved me again
Who is this man with the glowing eyes
The ice cold hands
The long blode hair and soft skin
His smiling face and nice body
A demon saved me from an other demon?
You might not know
Even a demon can love.
Walking Treasure(based off Lavender Gold)
a creature who sparkles in the sun movers gracefully over the land. soft gold paw prints follows behide her as she steps, her coat sparklers and shines. as she movers slowly towards the castle. she is the last of her kind. the last of the walking trasure that walks the land. the fae of a wonderful coat. her fur is soft and smooth in gold. and her eyes twinkle in the light which does shine of gold form the sun. afriade since she is the last she came to the castle gates. with easy grace she walks past them as they open, to talk to the new protecer and hier to the thrown.simple golden female wolf. can be as swift and graceful as a gentil deer. here she will be the last of the walking treasure.
His eyes where dark, lost with hope; sick and blank like all at the same time. He had been staring up at the wall for about a day now, trying to remember all his inventions, his formulas. He wondered if he was going to make it and why he was cursed with this sickness. Tears slowly rolled down his face at the thought of losing all he worked so hard to get; the friend, the fame, and his lovely lover who loved him very much. He rolled onto his side trying to summon enough strength to get up and walk around, to hold on to what life he could grab. He didn’t want his lover to see him like this; he didn’t know what was wrong with him. “I need to make a formula,” he groaned, slipping out of the bed weakly and headed slowly down towards his lab. Shaking and stumbling as he went. He was going to find a cure if it killed him. (Still thinking about it)
Saved (poem based off deimos)
I'm hiding in the darkness again
The shadows hover over me
Things move in the darkness - you see
Getting closer so they can grab you
Those red eyes in the middle on the room - staring you down
A smile on his face as he kneels beside you
Reaching out with his sharp claws - he finds you.
Pulling you closer - gripping your hair.
Screaming out for help - he hits you
Turning around to get away
He smiles down at you as he holds you there on the ground
Opening his big mouth and snapping down
On your lovely neck that was wide open
He drinks from you as you scream
And slowly you di,e you kick and scream but no one comes to find you
He drags you off for later
You're just his slave for labor
Chained to the wall above
Blood dripping onto the ground
With one word you could be dead
But a glowling blue eyes find you and come up beside you
He touched your neck and heals it
Smiling softly at you he pulls you in away from the creature within.
You smile softly as you sleep
Laying in your bed - it's neat
Covered up, tucked in tightly
It was only an other dream
The blue eyed demon saved me again
Who is this man with the glowing eyes
The ice cold hands
The long blode hair and soft skin
His smiling face and nice body
A demon saved me from an other demon?
You might not know
Even a demon can love.
Walking Treasure(based off Lavender Gold)
a creature who sparkles in the sun movers gracefully over the land. soft gold paw prints follows behide her as she steps, her coat sparklers and shines. as she movers slowly towards the castle. she is the last of her kind. the last of the walking trasure that walks the land. the fae of a wonderful coat. her fur is soft and smooth in gold. and her eyes twinkle in the light which does shine of gold form the sun. afriade since she is the last she came to the castle gates. with easy grace she walks past them as they open, to talk to the new protecer and hier to the thrown.simple golden female wolf. can be as swift and graceful as a gentil deer. here she will be the last of the walking treasure.
