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MistressOfNight's Journal


MistressOfNight's Journal

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~Short Story~

19:22 Jan 05 2005
Times Read: 544


I walk out onto the beach, the sun streaming down on me, it's warmth soothes me and makes me feel calm.Everyone else is asleep in their tents, I put on a light jacket and set out barefoot walking on the smooth, beautiful sandy beach.

I walk to edge of the water, and let the water splash on my feet.I go further up a ways and then I sit down in a spot that is surrounded by some tall grass, and some white sand beneathe me.A spider, huge, comes up beside me, I don't even notice itI move a little ,and it attacks,, it gets onto my leg and it sinks it's huge fangs deep into the place under my knee cap, then it crawls back into the grass.

I fall back onto the soft sand, listening to the exotic sounds of the sea, and the birds chirping, and close my eyes slowly....and die.





FFFRRRREEEEAAKKKY aren't I?


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~A Story~

18:57 Jan 05 2005
Times Read: 546


January 5th, 2005



The nights get more stale every night when my love is not in my arms, and my body of porcelin, begins to crack.Then the day comes when those cracks cannot be sealed back up and my body shatters onto the ground..then ashes come from my porcelin body that is shattered, and those ashes blow all the way to a place somewhere off inthe world where a waterfall is at,the ashes sink somehow, and i'm reborn, I Arise from the waters and wipe back my hair, and look around at my world that i've created in my mind.

A werewolf on the bank, watching me ,eyes full of wonder. he changes to his human self and is transformed into my lover, it's night, and the wolves are howling.

I plunge deep into the water that keeps going down and down and never ends, and I come to a portal that is so beautiful, I look back and see a coral-like rock, the sun is out and shining down on it, beautiful pearl soft colors are gleaming all over it, the water so blue and beautiful.

I go through the portla, and am with a tiger, I smile and look at the moon that is overhead me.....then my alarmclock wakes me up.....


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~Story~

18:12 Jan 05 2005
Times Read: 549


January 5th, 2005





The cold wind sliced through my skin and I could feel it all just entering my pitiful energy.The shadows crept towards my awakening soul where It stood so helplessly attached to the very melodic grounds.memorized steps of dismal figures that loom over you in a way that speaks to the very depths of your mind in which we cannot reach.

The ideas and thoughts swimming madly 'bout in my head, and I can feel the deperate and craved needing to be ravaged , inside my heart. The warm touch arouses me, my skin bare,a soothing touch of wonder and tranquility.Lips being savagely, and splendidly raped, and roughly being taken advantage of. My smooth lips grazing his, where my mind reels to a place of mists and clouds, and I can no longer see. I bite his flesh so roughly, feeling it curve under my teeth, the soft flesh, so easy to make blood draw.Blood, it speaks to me, talks of different languages..

The plaeasure taking me back and forth into worlds of truth and beauty.No return.No return..........


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Misstress Of Night's Journal

18:18 Jan 03 2005
Times Read: 559


January 3rd, 2005.



It's cold and darkness overwhealms me to a complete point of screaming, although I know that the night would the muffle noise and I would not be heard and my mind would lose it's insight from the terrible curse that is coming upon into my memories,that I can see now just slowly melting away..... Why am I cursed with this terrible pain that surroundes itself around my eyes, cloaking them so I cannot connect ever so deeply to my mind.Let me feel the freedom in which I so desperately wish for, is it so wrong to want it ever so badly, take me by the hand and walk down to the decay river, where the dead bodies float and the vampires walk 'round with their victims in their arms, seducing them as they sink their fangs deep into the depths of pleasure. they know they're being watched and yet they seem to crave the attention, for they know deep in their hearts that they rarely use, that they're the powerful one's, not us, were mere prey, and they watch us humorously, and see to it to make us quiver in our dreams while slumbering, or at least trying to....Not me, I wish for them to come, I wish to see their faces in the beautiful night that surrounds me so harshly,I wait for them to come.....I wait.......


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