I'm sorry I couldn't go on anymore....I really did try....
I'm sorry I couldn't go on anymore to keep on with my own insanity enough for you to love me.
I'm sorry I couldn't go on anymore about me being okay to tell you things were okay.
I'm sorry I couldn't make you understand that I can't be loved and nobody will love me.
I'm sorry I couldn't make you believe I'm extremely ill and broken and my shipment box container broke.
I'm sorry I couldn't make you believe that I was strong enough to carry us through together.
I'm sorry I couldn't make you believe that I was truly worth something.
I'm sorry I couldn't make you believe that I'm not good enough.
I'm sorry darling and friends and comrades that I died that day.
I tried getting up again but this war is too strong for me.
I can't combat what I can't combat is myself and loving myself who I'm.
I can't combat what is self destroying me and eating me alive.
I'm sorry that I've no Yang in me at all everything that I had was gone
I'm sorry my darkness is consuming.
I really am sorry the most for existing.
I really am sorry the most though for making you put up with me as a creature
I really am sorry you don't understand how bad I'm struggling to keep myself under control
I really am sorry comrade I just can't handle myself anymore this struggling is to much
I really am sorry that I've gave up and now this war should be over soon.
I really am tired you see.
I want to sleep and dream forever.
Don't worry I'll paint Yggdrasil Tree black but what you should be worried about is me painting your love on my poisonous thorn body. However that is certain that the beast will paint the mosaics on the tainted love of miasma that I know will be deadly and dangerous and who knows will be awaken but your love will be painted on me as I paint each Yggdrasil Tree Branch black.
Opening the mouth of the shadowed one of the fangs devour and that is for certain devour as cold as ice and death Vuhalla's fur Vuhalla's fur Vuhalla's fur even so my fur smelt of death you the midnight wife and mother of my sons Theo and my baby Willen I was taught love even so the darkest hour of the coldest sun remain frozen of time
Even then the midnight wife stood behind a bat's back the shadow vampire there stood thoughts of darkness and shadow swirling around the user. Tell me sir vampire can you tell me how to infuse the wounds into a shadow defense armor? Cloak me sir vampire. I'm a scared wolf. A far of many bullet holes inside the body. I'm going insane. Shall the arts of the shadow protect me. The oddest combo the shadow vampire and the midnight wife
I'm the only royal queen of the wolves and the only queen. I'm superior I'm better. Kneel let me see your pain and agony. What's wrong? Your vessel is to weak to handle the demons and the demon's core? You're not worthy. Worthy of anything like myself.
Oh beautiful moon of lies of deceit.
Oh beautiful moon of the lies and deceit tell me what is beautiful to you about the lies and deceit?
Is that because of trickery and trickery of humans like humans on a puppet string?
O that is the case said the observer. Because humans should be tested and observed like cattle and sheep.
O send the humans down under to be served as a token to the King of Spiders himself.
Tell me will I find the true meaning of pure alchemy and what is beautiful to alchemy?
I know one thing Mother Snake and never leaving the path of the true alchemist is absolute and absolute like pure alchemy.
Absolute like the queen wolf and the abyss wolf that guards her and loves her.
Tell me now moon what is your true colors and intent?
Sin like humans?
Sin like being tortured in Hell forever?
Let's take our throne my midnight wife.
This is ''US'' our life our family and our sons.
We will all take the form of true alchemy.
This will be a new Hell.
I lost my insanity and then I lost you. I can't control this madness anymore. I can't cope. I can't handle myself.
O he of man. O he is beautiful.
O could you love me for the midnight wolf face and the abyss wolf face? Can you love me for who I'm and see the true me and love the true me? Love me eternal and for everything that I stand for that is absolute like Mother Snake. Then I know what true love is.
Oh when you remind me of things you see I wondered about what I was or what I became and why I feel this closeness to you. Why I feel the need for the beast blood to be controlled and why the transmitters of the magi are floating through ribbons and ribbons of emotions and tied with you. I cannot separate this pain from you and my pain is yours. Yours eternal. When I visited you Mother Snake I remember why I went with you with the raven arms of black because self suicide is what thrilled me into insanity and happiness because I felt like I could dissolve in the abyss and you would take me into the abyss pool and fuse me with the purest form of alchemy and not only that fuse me with your scales and become more of a alchemized body. Because I always wondered if anyone notice my symbols on the back and the arms and if anyone can notice the abyss and notice you as well. I wanted to take you with me. I wanted to take you with me. I wanted to take you with me. Even as a decoy I was ready and I was ready to meet my end. But what is the end? Even so the Midnight Wolf questions that what is the end? Is that when my blue flame runs out? Or is that when I'm dissolved into the abyss? Wrapped in the ribbons of the abyss and wrapped in the shattered broken Wheel of Fate shards for the unfortunate ones that couldn't hear you or listen to the tune of the abyss. Infuse me if you must because nothing is left in life but to make the Yggdrasil Tree black. When I saw you again Mother Snake I sat myself down in a meditative state you let your snake head hover above me and speaking of the tongue of the snake. What I heard from you and what I heard from the other end of the tune of the abyss gate doors send my spirit into a complete eternal l wisp which I saw. Which I saw. Which I saw. However when I opened my beast slits for the first time of the abyss there I saw some things I didn't wish to see but I kept my nerve and not let my emotions get the best of me which one day my emotions will self destroy me. As I already destroyed myself ages ago and rebuilt myself but with you Mother Snake and with you my companion of the abyss of pitch black fur I'll know you will see me through to dissolve and become the true form of alchemy itself.
Oh what would true love be if you could really see both of us.
So I wonder where have I’ve been and where I’ve not been.
So I wanted to share some writings from 3 years ago. I don't plan on keeping these even though I found them in my Google Notes witch I forgot I had LMAO. I don't feel spiritual connected to these writings anymore but I feel like why not share them anyways and this was way before me and my spirit husband and my second spirit husband got married and we had spirit pups together.
Do you know what a suicide ribbon is? Cut a transmitter off a magi in the wrong way ''shutdown'' there goes the Little Wolf. The more I think about this the more things make more sense. However above all else Saieh I know you have the ability too shut off my transmitters at will because as a magi we can't handle high stress signals as our mind goes rampant. But I do thank you for the other day mind you. I felt the hatred and anger brewing over I wanted everything too burn as a tear fell from my eyes. Saieh I know you remain true seeing things burn and suffer just like you did. I remember in my sleep I saw your war hound battles and what your past life was like I didn't know what to think anymore after I saw everything. You really degraded yourself you experimented you alchemized you drank and poisoned yourself with serpentine blood. You fought like a loyal war hound. You would destroy anything you saw as a target didn't you. I knew Saieh you were the one to toy and game creatures because your pride and ego was that sickening. Just like a heart of a snake it's more of a sly slithering squeeze. The ooze of pain pulsates the core flashes. Everything becomes lower. Destroy. Suffering. Pain. Remorse. Agony. The same reason why you cut one of the elders head off. That wasn't pride or ego speaking that was the beast inside of you that wanted to say ''I'm no longer weak'' I'm the ''strong one of the override'' I know why you killed your elders that's okay Saieh just like that fateful day your village was on fire but the more I dwell on you there is a glimpse of a sense of happiness your eyes looking over at the world. Finally my ''life set ablaze'' I also see you studying the Wolven Curse Book as always you always seem to be engrossed into that book and kept that in your Wolven Pouch. You were merciless in the past indeed you were you would make things bow down to you. You would make things be tested and hunted you would do the same thing that you did to ''yourself'' because that's what made you feel ''alive'' But I know you don't want me to say anymore about you Saieh past this point so I won't but let's go back. The reason why I exist and live is because of you. I understand we've not reached Paradise yet and if we both didn't exist then we failed the ''Lunar One'' our duty here isn't done yet. I burry my face in Saieh's fur. I hate existing though and I look at his crimson red eyes. Saieh wolves don't belong here. Saieh looks down at me. Paradise is where wolves belong. A wolf needs a place where they're free from their curse their burden and their pure suffering a place where the soul can be at rest. After all Little Spark you're all I've left anyways he morphs back his wolf/man form Little Spark....he put his claws around me and pulls me closer too him and closes his eyes. As a spirit I can't live without you. You were the one that never saw evil me but you never gave up on me....you're more than just a kin but one of my own. But the thing is a war hound is something I don't want you to become. I know thinking all is lost is a hard thing too face. I wanted vengeance and to be honest Little Spark he squeezes me a bit and his eyes pulsates crimson red with ice blue slits I still will never forget what all has happened then and then now I just can't. I know Little Spark what you want. You want to collar yourself and become a loyal war hound like I was. You wanted to fight you wanted to do the same thing as I did to myself. But the thing is if you weren't around I would still be a war hound but I chose to ''save you'' as an alchemist I know I can't save you....I failed....but at least I've Little Spark now and to make sure you don't fall into a ''trap'' like I did with my ''own self''
As a spirit I can relate in such matters with not functioning so well in the head. The past Saieh would sit in a corner a shunned out room. I thought existence? Only in the shadows. I thought myself was a lie. False dire forsaken you know the good depression ingredients. I was quite the heartless one in the past. Selfless like you almost in a poisonous way because that's what I did about myself. Serpentine is quite healthy in small amounts because that's what fuels a magi powers even though I'm mostly warrior. I would sit in the corner of my room with my head down acting insane twitching I was almost like ''?'' but people Little Sister have stupid arrogance perhaps you get that trait from me. After all you been through this year and you get asked that? That's like asking how the f**k do you make a rocket go? In modern terms rocket science. After what this world has wrongfully done to you I wouldn't forgive the world either that's the ultimate betrayal anyone can face. Who cares if someone says life will get better that's a false lie because this world is a trap because I know what losing someone into murder and being taken away from you because I had the same problem as you did Little Sister and til this day as a spirit I still don't have no forgiveness once you faced the ultimate betrayal there is no going back onto joyous and happiness. Yes let me cheer and rally happiness because I know everything is okay you f**king morons!!!!! As a spirit I like being active in the world because I like how ''dirty'' this world is and my sick twisted mind makes me realize how awful of this unjust planet is. In all honesty for those that don't understand Little Sister and I we want this planet cleansed of disease and realize judgement but that will all come in a given day. Little Sister I don't know what I feel but a certain unfilled happiness. You can be given shelter food gifts and still will feel unhappy it's not because you're ungrateful your mind has gotten towards the point of no return. I believe that some voids can't be filled and completed only a vortex will remain. I also find a sense of confusion but that's always been a given day sometimes where you don't understand the true form of reality and you end up in a fury of confusion and that frustrates you into a given rage. I also feel like you just are not there like some days you function exist. I would say your depression is a deep as the ocean itself and the tide is your fury and rage and not accepting things. I know you and I don't handle betrayal well and we become mentally and different creature betrayal changes ''US'' but ultimate betrayal ''I'' will not find forgiveness that is a harsh thing for a Wolf that's like asking for pure happiness which Little Sister and I don't comprehend so well but what we do comprehend is a Wolven Paradise but this has been repeated over and over so many times can be repeated into a book. A Wolf doesn't belong in this world but a Wolf pure of heart is deemed tormented because those kind of Wolves get dished out harsh punishment for no given reason even karma deems them unworthy Little Sister did nothing wrong but pray for a better year and she gets stabbed in the back unforgivable!!!! At least in a Wolven Paradise there will be a place for Wolves where they are belonged and fill welcomed and not shunned and degraded. However that would mean finally ''Our'' souls are finally at rest. Float our Wolven bodies on the Lunar Pool floor
I know some days Little Sister you don't tell me but I know sometimes you lay in your bed just I don't know the correct term but floating other than here but I've been a researcher of creatures. I wouldn't say I experimented on you but perhaps you feel I experimented way too much on myself. But to answer your question did you die? I ask that myself all the time did I die? You see you and I are almost like carbon copies. I asked Felix for some advice sense he is a version like me but only a fox I asked about Kitsune that chapter in my book is all scribbled with notes. But Felix told me a Kitsune is a fragile being but magical so is there flame and their tails. Once a Kitsune dies their flame also goes out depending how much light or darkness they hold they can morph into something much worse but you see a Shadow Wolf would be almost close into mutation but Saieh I believe you transmuted new life onto your Little Sister. Because you simply can't live life without her. If alchemy and transmuting yourself into her would mean her spirit would be anew and a new being formed that would make you happy at all cost. But back onto me what happened that day at the ocean all I remember is Little Sister shaking my tattered Wolven body with my broken war hound collar next to me. Ooze came out of my jagged Wolven jaw my eyes were faded crimson I was looking at something but I couldn't understand? Somehow Little Sister I think our memories are swirling together both pushing and fighting against each other for the ultimate truth
The ocean just like a plug as to water Saieh Inc also has good metaphors haha
The dagger met the split souls
The Lunar couldn't figure out who was who anymore
The dancing mask starting laughing
You can't figure out who is who is anymore?
That's because the wolves have formed a ''whole mask''
Devious the enchanter of the lost and the salvation wolves
Little Sister has finally awoken in her body
In the end I knew this would happen the blossoming flower of paradise
But this body is still home and this other Little Sister is still ''there''
But in the end it's only figuring out who is ''existence'' and what is a ''lie''
But in the end all I can see myself smiling in the wind slicing such beauty of the ''darkness''
My eyes turn ice blue with a slit of crimson the day of the ''fire'' which I've ''lost
But in the end mother will not return so everything has wilt and became a sown ''sorrow''
The rampant of the ''fallen of the free of the hissing snake''
I've dived and I've swam but I've drowned in my ''own reality''
Only that I found myself ''muted''
As a spirit could I die with her? What is to be shot ethereal? Little Wolf is my sister in fact she is the feather I’m the ethereal one two three I’ve been shot. My mind has become haywire. As a spirit I’ve been controlled festering more in her. My mind howls and her screams essence the thought of lost mother. I’m nothing but a ghost Saieh is I but a shadow was my creation haha!!!!! What is that? Don’t belong here? I will hold little Sister with grace struck beautiful doll fragile broken but that’s what I like you. As a spirit my soul has become free my body has been hanged!!!!! Saieh is known for I let the shadow fester this is darkness with the lie of the lightness of the ethereal which born a feather of translucent mask.....haha.....sister I will bury myself with your thoughts I will take my wolven head and slice my native spirit to the heavens I’ve become Obvioux a spirit of the rampant I will return I will be born anew my wings will open with little sister in my arms as I’ve a yearn love for my little sister as a spirit I will not leave I will remain and I will grow as each feather of madness will grow until we can find a motherly void to nestle in all hope and madness is an error of the puzzle and the dagger has cut through. Blood sorrow anguish I’ve become a very shadow spirit as of late can you tell who is who with this mask? I’ve fused my mind with hers I’ve become a tail of the snake. Reality you’re a lie but my sister has taught me otherwise but until the end this will not be my downfall but the downfall of the glowing faint mask because of a curtain of a lie is “ME”
Neion Ourious Na - the damned of madness formed by a snake
Reversal of the elements.....swirling madness noise....the icy cold wind.....did this “shatter our hearts?” Geh.....Little Wolf....he leans on me and turns his slits ice blue behind his crimson eyes his jaws ooze the paralyze venom can we paralyze are “hearts” mother had the love for all “eternal beings” we were “accepted” ah....the image of the frozen ocean me and Saieh curled up together “frozen kingdom” where are the “roots” me and Saieh stand up and hold our claws together.....we must....”return back into the void” a kingdom rebuild “root our hearts and souls to be renewed” a yearned desired....mother.....
Two wolves brother and sister, the magician and the alchemist, forged by the shadow and the abyss transmuted with the ''Moon'' inside them. The task of the ''Lunar One'' burned swirling circle of red blood of the serpent, the middle a totem hanged with the Wolven Book Of The Shadows the ''Cursed Book'' and us together the chalice of the divine serpent! What else do we've to lose?! Nothing! We've nothing to lose do we Little Sister?! What is it to become one? One with your ultimate being ''YOU'' a solace of hatred madness and insanity to transmute and to transform yourself over and over. Deleting your mind reprogramming yourself ''Forsaken One''!! Cheers to you Little Sister! We drink the divine serpentine chalice our wolf limbs become numb we stare at the night sky the whisked shadow wind the last thought I had was of ''YOU'' blanked ''Forsaken eyes'' collapsed over on the Alchemy Circle we held paws as unbreakable love between Sister and Brother wolf holding paws together. We will reach paradise the ''Lunar Pool'' and to who the one I love, know this I will carry you throughout the end of time, drowning in the ''Lunar Pool'' I will always remember you. Just like how I always remember to keep transmuting my own self for this is my own doing.......
This place feels dead here. The flowers are rotten. The ground is everything bone and carcass. There is a death seed formed by a oak hollow branched tree with many branches. Where here death plays a sorrowful tune of suicide. The nooses form all over my body as I hold a noose close to me in my hand I look at the moon gazed across the oak hollow tree. So this is what death feels like isn't that so? Forsaken ''One'' I sit against the the oak hollow tree hearing the screams of the suicidal spirits a tune a hum that sounds like a despair of death itself spiraling. You know this tree belongs with many nooses, many indeed hanging across all the oak hollowed boned out branches, the noose of death, the noose of the suicidal spirits hung on all the branches. Oh what a beautiful tree you're. I look over I see a big black static wolf. His paws crushing the bones underneath him. His crimson eyes gaze at me. Telepathic thoughts come through ''Sister!!!'' he comes to me sitting beside me as I pet his beautiful handsome coat. I lay against his fur sighing and looking at the noose I've in my hand and I look into his crimson eyes. Brother I'm really scared! I nuzzle into his fur! I'm so scared of loosing this feeling I've! I feel like I'm in love! I shake his fur as he lets out a puff understanding my emotions! Losing this! As well as losing all these feelings!! Clinches the noose I hear a higher melody as the ''Night'' sings even more as I stare into my big brother's crimson eyes as the death pedals soar across us brother without you and the one I love how could I possibly go on like this? Now Little Sister we're the ''Moon Children'' we're bound to be cursed as he sets his paws gently on my shoulder I promise you I will keep you safe and happy as long as I can the Night's Tune becomes more frantic and more static like as the noose sway in the shadowed like wind as I take my big brother's paw against mine paw promise the ropes squeeze somewhat tighter around me I can't live like this anymore brother!!!! I know Little Sister trust me I know your happiness is important to me not something that's rotten here as with my big brother I lay against the hollow oak tree listening to the lull of ''Death'' next towards my brother wondering in ever so deep thought this is death's paradise where nothing is to be seen, nothing but hollowed out suicidal noose spirits and the tune of the ''Night'' O'' Forsaken ''One''. The rage inside, the love I've for you. To love a wolf
Even if this lost reality, is a mer delusion of mine, it's not only that,but feeling a lively solitude of peace and happiness, it's a nice change for once. However so, better than feeling a bladed vortex across inside your internal body, like an empty space in your internal core. Even if such, feeling such fuzziness, ooze and warmness I feel alive. A wolf wanting to feel alive? You might call me a sorrowful being, pitiful for wanting such desires but I can't seem to live this life anymore. Not such sorrowful but a howl of change and being wanted. I always wanted love but I always danced in the allusions of the shadows I was always stuck in the abyss, the abyss stage always carried a static that edge across me consuming who I really was, I kept dragging myself like a sick wolf across the abyss always struggling grasping anything I could for a sense of escape and some kind of reward for fighting onward. I seem to notice as a wolf when I'm in dire sickness the Lunar seems to bless me before my soul of a wolf breaks into nothing, O'' so I shall see the Lunar wants to keep torturing me to make sure I become in check with my senses to become a stronger wolf than I once was, self reflection of knowing happiness is here and it's not some faded reality of mine I can feel certainty of this happiness, you either keep going in this realm or you drown in the abyss and become the forgotten sun. O'' Lunar reflection wolf blood stains the crystal floor, the pool oozes wolf blood, O'' tainted one you once bore of yourself of the shadow will be erased, self based Lunar reflections, is this some kind of sick trick on the behalf of my own wolf self? Ah! I never want to lose this feeling of mine if this is some trickery so be this so, but I will see this love through out the end of time, I never want to lose you, more or so looking upon the Lunar itself you've blessed me, but you always bless me when I'm almost dead is this what will carry on? Without you go ahead and put me in a Lunar catalyst core and put me into a sweet coma, sing me the Lunar, hum to me put me into a deep sleep Lunar One, Put me into a coma were I will never wake up, go ahead and stab me with the Banisher blade I know one day I'll prob will deserve this, I desire so much and yet you see me as a family, you probably wouldn't even have the guts to properly put me into a Lunar coma, the Lunar humming it's almost like floating drowning deep in the Lunar Pool, at least my last thoughts will be of you, all I ask of you, Lunar one is please let me drown with the one I love, even if it's just for one moment, My paw against my lover, all I ever wanted even if it's meant slipping , fear haunts me. I know I'm a cursed being of the shadows, but whatever takes me, please let this be with you, the wolf cries into a sorrowful despair a howl that sounds like death O'' sweet death if you ever do come to me, please let me spend one more time with the love of my life, then Lunar One lull me into a deep slumber afterwards never waking up, the thought of you gone will be a frozen crystal catalyst core for me, O'' Lunar one please keep me going, I know I studied you and your kind, I followed your orders one by one, you took me into your pretty 4 wings, please grab me drown me into the moonlight if it's torture at least I can get rid of this shadow I once bore, just to see a new start of reality, even if so a Magi of myself I want a new chapter in my book library of my thoughts, flipping the pages madly I think of you so, and so I want to keep doing so, I walk onto the blood stained crystal floor my wolf self dragging slowly and as my body lays limp the thought of you always races through my mind, I see your face through the Lunar reflection. Finally, I will keep fighting for this journey no matter how or how hard the challenge is, but my life is with you, but if whatever happens, I will take the curse burden on me and suffocate myself in the sweet moonlight, if the Lunar wants me, at least my final wish will be always let me see you, life without you is meaningless, O'' Lunar one don't let me down, I stare into the Lunar Pool with tiny drops of wolf blood and stare on the the reflection of us, I never want that to go away, whatever happens I want that to be with you, even if it's one last loving embrace, you are all I ever wanted, you will be the last one I want to be with to see if this wolf ever does go into a Lunar Coma, O'' take my paw and please go with me wherever I go never let me go, even if it's drowning somewhere deep into the abyss at least my final moment will be with you, I will close this chapter in my book library mind of mine I've finally found you, thank you for giving me a chance at life once again, oh such sweet solitude
O'' dear abyss, a solace for me, somewhere in between where I can find death in sweet solitude. We the sounds of suicide and the mer tune of nothing. However you were the forgotten sun all along. It's a place as a wolf I know whenever I feel toward spiral of nothing I can throw myself in the abyss limp wolf body and all, curled up embraced by the shadow. Even if such I reach my paw up and drag my limp body as a wolf I seek a sense of escape, an escape of nothing, something of self worth. There in the forgotten sun my throne, O'' brother of a wolf Saieh, find me a divine serpent, bring me the chalice of the forgotten, bring be back the blood of the divine for I shall reign. Brought by you the divine jeweled serpent the chalice swirling in a pool of divine blood, I slowly drink the venom, ah sweet paralysis to feel this power again, the sorceress awakes, chalice of the forgotten falls, I lay my wolf limbs all limp over the throne, split forsaken eyes, the watcher of the shadows, for the divine serpent is my power. You brother laying next to my throne a fellow follower of the abyss yourself, we will take over the forgotten sun just you and I. One day we will fully escape but not the divine power, no not exactly but for what was the thrill of the hunt without the moon and the abyss itself and even the serpent without that we're nothing. Slowly I look into the swirling suicide spirits all over the abyss as I lay wolf limp mode on my throne, oh what a solace, is this emptiness? It's this my own Wolven way of seeing things, here I pull out the shadow wolf magician book, close to me on my throne holding such so dear, why won't you take me so on the darkest alchemy road? Oh I see, markings of the abyss, foolish one, dire and yet such you seek a sweet solace of death in your reign.
Curled up holding two paws together brother wolf and sister wolf, one that is thin bony and a Shadow Wolf the other Abyss Wolf just like the depths of the forgotten burnt alchemy scars symbol of the crescent moon with the ever flowing clock of time holding into a fury of circle of death pain suffering remorse of own cursed being, the book past down from the Moon Wolfs.....the Cursed Book Of The Wolves, the darkest of alchemy and the Moon itself, self poisoned one by the jeweled serpentine towards healing our sick wolf bodies we're the divine ones born of the ''Moon'' the order of the ''LUNAR ONE'' the chalice of the divine serpent we're forever paralyzed slit forsaken eyes of the forgotten void. The howls of death and despair
Even if this lost reality, is a mer delusion of mine, it's not only that,but feeling a lively solitude of peace and happiness, it's a nice change for once. However so, better than feeling a bladed vortex across inside your internal body, like an empty space in your internal core. Even if such, feeling such fuzziness, ooze and warmness I feel alive. A wolf wanting to feel alive? You might call me a sorrowful being, pitiful for wanting such desires but I can't seem to live this life anymore. Not such sorrowful but a howl of change and being wanted. I always wanted love but I always danced in the allusions of the shadows I was always stuck in the abyss, the abyss stage always carried a static that edge across me consuming who I really was, I kept dragging myself like a sick wolf across the abyss always struggling grasping anything I could for a sense of escape and some kind of reward for fighting onward. I seem to notice as a wolf when I'm in dire sickness the Lunar seems to bless me before my soul of a wolf breaks into nothing, O'' so I shall see the Lunar wants to keep torturing me to make sure I become in check with my senses to become a stronger wolf than I once was, self reflection of knowing happiness is here and it's not some faded reality of mine I can feel certainty of this happiness, you either keep going in this realm or you drown in the abyss and become the forgotten sun. O'' Lunar reflection wolf blood stains the crystal floor, the pool oozes wolf blood, O'' tainted one you once bore of yourself of the shadow will be erased, self based Lunar reflections, is this some kind of sick trick on the behalf of my own wolf self? Ah! I never want to lose this feeling of mine if this is some trickery so be this so, but I will see this love through out the end of time, I never want to lose you, more or so looking upon the Lunar itself you've blessed me, but you always bless me when I'm almost dead is this what will carry on? Without you go ahead and put me in a Lunar catalyst core and put me into a sweet coma, sing me the Lunar, hum to me put me into a deep sleep Lunar One, Put me into a coma were I will never wake up, go ahead and stab me with the Banisher blade I know one day I'll prob will deserve this, I desire so much and yet you see me as a family, you probably wouldn't even have the guts to properly put me into a Lunar coma, the Lunar humming it's almost like floating drowning deep in the Lunar Pool, at least my last thoughts will be of you, all I ask of you, Lunar one is please let me drown with the one I love, even if it's just for one moment, My paw against my lover, all I ever wanted even if it's meant slipping , fear haunts me. I know I'm a cursed being of the shadows, but whatever takes me, please let this be with you, the wolf cries into a sorrowful despair a howl that sounds like death O'' sweet death if you ever do come to me, please let me spend one more time with the love of my life, then Lunar One lull me into a deep slumber afterwards never waking up, the thought of you gone will be a frozen crystal catalyst core for me, O'' Lunar one please keep me going, I know I studied you and your kind, I followed your orders one by one, you took me into your pretty 4 wings, please grab me drown me into the moonlight if it's torture at least I can get rid of this shadow I once bore, just to see a new start of reality, even if so a Magi of myself I want a new chapter in my book library of my thoughts, flipping the pages madly I think of you so, and so I want to keep doing so, I walk onto the blood stained crystal floor my wolf self dragging slowly and as my body lays limp the thought of you always races through my mind, I see your face through the Lunar reflection. Finally, I will keep fighting for this journey no matter how or how hard the challenge is, but my life is with you, but if whatever happens, I will take the curse burden on me and suffocate myself in the sweet moonlight, if the Lunar wants me, at least my final wish will be always let me see you, life without you is meaningless, O'' Lunar one don't let me down, I stare into the Lunar Pool with tiny drops of wolf blood and stare on the the reflection of us, I never want that to go away, whatever happens I want that to be with you, even if it's one last loving embrace, you are all I ever wanted, you will be the last one I want to be with to see if this wolf ever does go into a Lunar Coma, O'' take my paw and please go with me wherever I go never let me go, even if it's drowning somewhere deep into the abyss at least my final moment will be with you, I will close this chapter in my book library mind of mine I've finally found you, thank you for giving me a chance at life once again, oh such sweet solitude.
Born of that in such of madness. I only know madness. I only know judgement within oneself. Dire yet so of wrong doings. For ''I'' the bird of the madness. Madness mirrored eyes to reflect on my own insanity. I know for this in fact which I've become. I no longer understand what it's like anymore not only for myself but in my own self as well. Oh ''Mother'' I left your nest I left your nest I left your nest. Child of the Moon. Did I create your insanity or in such fact matter did I or in fact am the insanity.....I puff my feathers like a voided feathers that's that the puppeteer string of madness you....ah mother....you felt home. Just like the dire ''Wolves'' you seek. However our insanity is like ''One'' one the holder of madness the one of judgement seeker of wrong doings. Hunter. Seeker. Watcher. Madness like I an Avian race myself Val....Valisker the olden one. Dire yet I seek madness. I'm sorry mother I'm sorry mother I left your nest not only in fact such. I ran because my poor dear feathers. I didn't want you to see me again just like Saieh did. I locked up myself up and my insanity as ''One'' I collapsed myself. I collapsed myself out of pure poor will of myself. I sat there ''Boned'' a chained insane Avian in a deep coma. My feathers shedding for you each time a Madness bore inside of you festering in eternal madness. However in fact my feathers starting glowing as a sign of pure deep rooted hatred but in a sense I stood for judgement. Do you remember when Saieh let me go? my limp wing arms fell. Fell and collapsed. Saieh picked me up and took me because mother oh mother you looked for me you called me back ''Home'' there I heard you curled up crying mother I....mother I....mother I..... I tried jumping back into you but you curled up even more screaming help me!!! Help me!!!! I tried knocking you out nope that failed. Not only did that fall because the puppeteer was crying as well. I took quite a holding from you. There I reached out towards you hunting seeking and judging again. I wanted to be back ''Home'' again. Dire. Dire. Dire. Home where everything began. Even with one madness itself.
To appear from what is lost towards given I don't know. Notice. Notice. Pain. Pain. Suffering. Suffering. Oh wait what are you talking about? I say with a forsaken grin. I'm imbued with all otherwise how would I live? I say with a sinister laugh how would I live? What are you talking about I fail towards understanding your desire and within oneself. You see I ripped apart many ''Tara's'' and made many more ''Anew'' each time a ''Tara'' failed I reprogrammed and made anew. A someone's dying wish no more in fact hypothermic state spirit it's only a will or a matter to try to salvage of what you can towards becoming ''Something'' else. Oh someone help me. Someone help me. However it's not that of a fact for a cry for help. It's you Saieh. I know I'm failing you big brother wolf. I know. I know. I know dying wolf yet so dire. So dire for alchemy So dire for murder. So dire for savageness. So dire for the Moon and Paradise. So dire for Hades. So dire and yet so weak only the Night's Tune will help us. Forsaken One. There I stood at the Celestial Door with nothing left but a ''hollowed body'' my head tilted sideways with my hair almost covering my eyes there slitting my eyes at the ''Lunar One'' I fall on my knees.I cried. I cried. Lunar One please. Lunar one please!!!! I curl up my limp wolf body in a remorse of help me!!!! Now now now forsaken one I got you. His four wings open up as he holds me close to me and he puts his claws on my face with a slight squeeze not hurting me. So cold and yet dire. Forsaken one. However so this is a new one isn't that so? He turns me to a tilt looking at my shoulder my bound symbol is even more potent now. My veins look toxic. The Lunar One squeezes me he tries to look away. His eyes turn a deep purple with a black slit I see a slight shed of a tear. His wings lower. I'm sorry that was unjustified of me. He takes me in another level in the ''Lunar Sphere' what is this? You never showed me this Lunar One why? Because....Because ''Dire'' I see a beautiful forested area with the Moon bright the Moonlight even burns my tainted wolf bones. The Lunar Ones drags his 4 wings on the floor and he folds them back in with ease. My eyes go into shock. There I see a ''Man'' tall and long black hair with piercing green eyes he gently sets me down on a throne and he looks at me. Forsaken One!!!! Attention!!!! I look at him he shows me alchemy scars all over his body he walks over to me you see I could never show you this because you would've ran from me and my path you see as well where the wing joint is he shows me 4 bound symbols each one is different. You became ultimate didn't you? You did everything to escape ''You'' Lunar One why? He sits right next to the shining Moonlight I see there absorbing the energy with his eyes slitting more into mirror pieces. There he clicks in his claws a sphere. Lifeless. Dire. Insanity. He sits up opening his four wings again. Forsaken One? His eyes in still mirrored pieces he comes over to me. ''Stay'' ''Stay'' ''Stay'' ''Stay'' poisonous one.
There, stood in my dream in a place other than here. Run Saieh Run Saieh Run Saieh. The pitch black Wolf of the night runs with the shadows, the sways of the tree. Madness. Madness. Desire. Desire. Wants Wants. Venom. Venom. Intoxicating Kingdom. You took everything from my sister. Almost everything. You bastards. There two bladed hunters. You really? Fools. Mer fools desire and so weak. You always were after my Sister and I. I ran as fast as my black paws would go. There I stopped I transformed. I screamed in agony. There I stood skeleton wings coming out of my back! Ah!!!! Sister no!!!! Big Brother's eyes flash bright ice blue. Large canine vamperic fangs. Big brother stood tall. The hunters stopped the tried to run run run run run from everything. With the speed of darkness there Saieh flew of the speed of the shadow. There I saw Saieh ultimate transformed. This is what you wanted to become is that so? You're are the poisonous one of the Paradise tree? There I stood watching looking over big brother his fangs oozed with black venom flowing blood red. There I noticed something paralyze paralyze. I will paralyze you just like my sister's heart was paralyzed you f**king fools. There I saw Saieh taking the two hunter's by their neck strangling them like pathetic dolls and sucking the life force out of them. No mercy. The old ways. The old forbidden ways. He flung them down. He turned facing me. Sister.... would you love me for the monster I'm? Would you love me in fact not such a monster but trying to become a final form for you. I want to be there when nobody will be. I look over at Saieh's wing's with a shed of crystal formation Saieh? His eyes turned back into Crimson red he falls down holding me!!!! Mother Wolf Goddess please!!!! Please speak to me!!!! There for one of the rare moments Saieh sheds the tear of the fallen sun. Fallen sun forsaken and forgotten dire and yet thirsty and thirsty for a change of a way of life. Forbidden. Lunar One. Wolf Goddess. Paradise. Thrones. Hades whatever damned path will take me so. Please let me have this path with you. I want to be with you. Know matter how dire or whatever is thrown our way we will fly!!!! Fly somewhere other than here!!!! There together we will find ''You''
The question is Saieh, Paradise you say? Do you think you and I will ever reach that desire? We've been trying for ages beyond the Moon itself. However in such as I look at him as I hold my Big Brother paws with a squeeze as I look into his crimson eyes you know Big Brother is all that's left now that matters now. In fact it's all I desire now I shake my head and I take his arm with a pull and he walks with me and we look into the dense fog of the forest with the moonlight between us you know about your Little Brother Saieh you were wondering about the Little Wolf you raised besides me? Do you think he will be waiting at Paradise? I'm sure we will find him there. We sit down on a log I lean on his shoulder and I look at him squeezes is fur with a slight tear as the Moon cries deep within my soul. He looks down at me you know Little Sister you are the Moon itself an embodiment of the Moon you and the Moon and the Wolves itself he takes me of his shoulder and he takes my paws and he starts to dance with me. You see Little Sister I never gave up on you or the missing Little Brother at all he twirls me around and he picks me up. Little Sister child of the Moon he grins and his eyes swirl of crimson with a slight shadowed grin. Suddenly he holds me close as a sense of dead coldness comes near as the trees sway with the shadows. Big Brother holds me close as he kneels down. Ah! What the f**k we both feel like collapsing and sinking our eyes start to get really heavy. I slowly fade from my brother's paw the last thought I had was of you and the love I've for you as I look at the Moon one more time before I slowly go into a deep sleep. However in a sense of long time my eyes open there I see my Big Brother in a semi dazed stated kneeling and his paws on his knees. I barely hear a whisper Little Sister? He barely tilts his head over and can barely make out a small Wolf Shadow. We both slowly look up there stood before us the Lunar One his 4 wings lowered looking at us. Paradise you say? Paradise where one can find the forbidden. Where all Wolves will run free with the Moon itself. Forever connected with the Moon itself. Where Paradise one soul can be at rest. He grins and shrugs as he barely lifts up his wings. You see the one of my Lunar Ones. That one that followed the Celestial itself. You embodied myself didn't' you guys? You guys tried to become rooted towards Paradise itself. He shakes his head you foolish Wolves he grins. What would Paradise mean to you? Lunar One gets closer towards us he picks up my Big Brother by the fur and looks up at him scanning him up and down. I see you aren't you? You the leader of Paradise? The one of the right of the throne. Heh I see your determination. You seek transmutation with the roots of Paradise as well. He sets my Big Brother next leaning towards me. He comes over to me with wings fully opened and he scoops me up. I see Child of the Moon not only that you're but you are the Paradise seeker the one that will set the Wolves free from torment and eternal suffering. You're the nourishment of Paradise itself. I also see as well you want beautiful wings like me? You always saw me as your full ultimate form didn't you not? You wanted to become me! However you're the left of the throne. Duel you and your Big Brother are. Come! He moves his wings rapidly and Big Brother was able to move. We see a forbidden pool. You want to do a little diving no? Now now now it's okay I will let you this time. Big Brother dives in the pool. I hear a slight howl. However before I enter the pool I sit down and I put my paws together and I pray. The Lunar One grunts and looks over at me. You never forget your duty do you Child of the Moon? He grins. Now enough praying. I join my Big Brother as I hold his paws and we curl together like a crescent moon shape. Everything slowly feels super dazed again. I try looking up I see a grin and I see blood dripping from the Lunar Pool as I see the Lunar One's arm bleeding. You see you two Wolves. You will find what you're looking soon enough! We slowly start sinking. The Lunar One walks over with blood slowly dripping on the Celestial Floor as he takes his arms and starts sucking his own blood. Ah the blood of the Celestial! Tasty! His arms heals. As the Lunar One heads over towards his throne and he looks over. Paradise? Will this point of time will you find Paradise? Suddenly everything felt a slight change a shift. We no longer feel like we're swimming in the Lunar Pool. I smell the forest and the Moon itself. Me and my Big Brother kick are Wolven Feet only feeling damp grass. We slowly open our eyes. Forest everywhere. The Moon is gigantic. There is a small pool in the middle. Wait what?! Big Brother stops for a second there we see a Little Wolf rooted from the roots of Paradise itself. The Little Wolf that saved me from drowning from a Serpentine only to have myself being bitten by the blood of the Serpentine itself. Oh well the Slayer did his job. He shakes his head. You see I kept Paradise alive for you two. He shakes his paws as the roots tighten around him. I know you would find Paradise one day. I knew you would. Look over there you two. We see two thrones one on the right and one on the left. Saieh takes the right of the Throne. As I Little Wolf sits in the left of the Throne. What will make of Paradise Little Sister? I noticed Little Sister feeling quite underneath the fur and she slowly slips from her Throne. Big Brother gets up and looks over at Little Brother Fenhi. Paradise? Poisonous Paradise? Will you be the one towards setting us free? Saieh comes over and picks me up and sets me in the small pool there I feel like I'm floating I feel free from everything. I shed a small tear. A tear from the scream of the Moon itself. I see myself floating with wings. Wings of salvation of the Wolves. I struggle getting my eyes open. I look at the Moon. Thank you for everything. Thank you for letting me feel Paradise. It's all I ever wanted with myself. One day Lunar One I will make Paradise a land of the Wolves. I promise! I won't forget my duty! I've always wanted this my eyes slowly start to fade thinking of him again. I try opening my eyes again. Lunar One if you ever need well not in fact need my own will or my own wings for the ultimate Paradise. Whatever I don't have nothing left now but Paradise. I.....I reach my Wolven arm out towards the Moon. I.........thank you......as I slowly fade away in a deep Lunar Coma. Thinking of you. Thinking of the rooted Paradise I shall create. This is the only way of life now. Thank you Lunar One..........
There I stood dancing like a graceful wolf with wings I come in realization with my paranoia and trauma it's almost like a controlling sense I want everything I love and care about too be next to me and only me it's all about me self scared of losing self control of things being taken away from me I've lost full control over my insanity and Wolven self this is a given fact truth. However in a mer fact I've lost myself and my way I sit there looking up at the night sky wondering when? When will I find myself? When will I find Paradise? When will I seek this peace within my soul? I'm self conflicted with my own self and will almost self worthlessness I don't know anymore. But I've in fact understood something. There I hold the mask the left part speaks I'm Felix I'm the amber I'm the fire of the sun I'm also pride but I'm also sense of judgement of the forgotten sun I'm the heat and the fire of your desire you seek. The right side of the mask speaks I'm Val or Valisker the hone of your madness part of your insanity I'm the bird of judgement I'm also the strings of the puppeteer I'm the pure insanity I'm the bird of the mirrors. The top mask speaks I'm Saieh the true holder of you I'm the intuitive I'm the warrior and magi I'm also the ego and the pride in you. The bottom of mask speaks. I'm the soul of you the worthless one I'm the dire one and the forsaken one. I fall down holding the mask self conflicting with myself there as I fell down I hold the mask as my body and arms and paws shakes and as I clutch and my Wolven eyes open wide however mer so I know the truth this is ''ME'' all of this is ''Me'' look at the disastrous mess I've become thank you for becoming ''One'' and of course the holder of ''Souls''
Child of the Moon/Chapter 89763
There I stand at the gates of the underworld, dressed as the Child of the Moon itself. Winged celestial outfit. As in a way I saw Hades standing there as if he was waiting for me and he grinned while he halted his hell hounds. However Hades looked at me like so Saieh is rampant again? I also feel Child of the Moon this isn't your doing. I feel the reason why Saieh has gone crazed is his wavelengths and his Wolven form is growing the added stress between you two are creating a voided explosive vortex. Hades moves my outfit a bit only to uncover the shoulder. What the f**king Underworld? He shouts. My bounded symbol has turned into an arrow and the crescent moon upside down with the bound marks slashed in a X pattern and with 3 coming across. Hades puts his claws on my shoulder blade. No this is quite bad. Very bad. One of my ''Hounds'' has only came this close to transforming this bad. Saieh has completely lost control. Damn!!!! Damn!!! Hades goes over to his underhounded library there he pulls out a tome. However I never thought I would be pulling the forbidden tome out not in my sake is this forbidden tome. He shakes his head his claws turn into a blueish hue almost turning blood red. Saieh Saieh Saieh ''THE WOLF'' Vampire father Wolf Goddess Mother. Hmmmmm? What is this? Saieh's Totem is upside down as well. Hades looks at me a broken collar at this state will require more than just alchemize like I did before in the past because taming him isn't easy. I need the jewel of the serpentine itself and a scale and a pluck of his fur. No ''Ordinary Serpentine'' won't do you see Child of the Moon. Hades takes me further down and he sets me down on a throne he has made me and he hands me staff. Rise! My fellow Magi! May the Shadows watch over you. For the darkest hours of awaking will arise.
Saieh's translation/Chapter/98760
Sister of the Moon? Why? I don't know myself anymore? What is wrong with me? There I see his crescent warrior axe stabbed in the deep forested grass. There I see him in his human form his feathers on his hair swaying in the wind. However I took a deeper look his collar was right beside the axe and I even notice his Wolven Totem was upside down. However as Saieh gazes across the sky he turns his eyes ice blue. Father what would you do? His eyes pulsate back towards faint crimson red Wolf Goddess? He collapses he shakes his head. I run over to him a giant serpentine hovers him. His jewels shine and his scales are so bright. I saw the fangs open. I run over and I hiss get away from my big brother!!!! Get away from my big brother now!!!! My eyes pulsate forest green. I pull out my Magi staff as that was bathed in the Underworld as well. Suddenly everything disappeared ''?'' Saieh wavelengths are snapping. Saieh gets up he turns his eyes ice blue again he opens his Wolven Pouch and takes out the Wolven Book. Saieh shakes his head and says would I do even something so disastrous? Would I even do this to Little Sister no I wouldn't. His arms turn into a crescent moon upside with a straight arrow going across. Little Sister. No No!!!! I run over holding him close clutching is pitch black fur. He looks over at me Little Sister I'm sorry but I....
I no longer care anymore because
I've finally found my way in reality I've gained a 7th sense
I can finally see through the clouds of reality and the false lies and deception
I can finally see the through the false illusions
Why self harm? Why self hatred you ask? You brought the worst out of me
I never said you have to love me because feeling sorry or me is shameful
I never said you had to be friend of mine but you wanted to so I wouldn't be alone
I've become hone with my insanity I've become a new being
I've become one with myself my spirit I've created ''spiritual insanity''
If you ever said sorry I can't communicate with you anymore that's fine I'll communicate with the demons in my soul/spirit/wavelengths
Your lectures sicken me I no longer see the fact of humanity
My eyes have seen through the clouds I finally knew what I was doing with humanity because in all reality I was living a false smile/happiness pending towards enjoying humanity I was basically in a play theater
The Lycan rites always will be strong with me and they will not shelter my thought of humanity
The Moon of the rites will always guide me and that's the truth
Truth is a hurtful thing and even is more deadlier than a blade itself
Lying is such a sinful thing but the most I've lied about was my own will and existence
All I can ask one simple thing well maybe not so simple for some but can't you open your eyes with reality once more and see that this creature has evolved her insanity and most importantly herself and her new 7th sense
I've fully became in touch with my own madness
Until Valhalla takes me and I see the very depths of such
All is lost
My mission now is only dire forsaken voided lifeless but at the same time
My transmitters has been strung cut which is lethal towards a magi done wrong
I can reprogram myself at will once but it's not that easy
Human? I lost my human shell she's gone now and so is my angel
Truth hurts but I know now days nobody likes honesty
Honesty hurts like a blade I like things honest and on a platter
I value words of advice but know this I'm a wolf and that's all
Wolves the true one stick towards the Lycan and always the Wolven Rights
Loki Valhalla will know my path in given time
Nobody says you have to be friends with me force friendship is bulls**t
Nobody says you have to be with me to feel sorry for me
I know my views are harsh now but my reality is distorted
This is a curse a burden by the Wolves and the mark of the Moon heh
Would you ever lose faith in a creature like me and my spirit?
What if the obstacle course broke? What if there was a horrible relapse?
I'm dangerous you see and my spirit we're cursed we're deeply rooted
We're toxic we're a disease just like myself and my spirit. However mer so....I still fear for the worst and that is all I can say....because this is the damn truth deep from the soul spirit and psyche....I've turned for the worst and my spirit has turned deep rooted and so the roots shall spread and infectious disease I'm a mess I'm a disaster if I do lose you I wouldn't be surprised anymore
There stood a forest with spider webs everywhere there I saw Saieh with a knife in his hand as he turns his head upside down and looks at me me with blood crimson eyes. What is life? What is determination in someone's will once that is gone? What is this emotion? It's not emptiness but almost feel like I'm floating. In fact this dire insanity with me feels like the old Saieh which I don't want you to feel as he holds up the blade and turns his head back to normal. I see sharp deadly quick. Just like a form of insanity I've become dear sister why? Why could've saved? Why could've not? Was I to caught up on myself or was I just blind? What a spirit if I can't redeem myself I will kill every last reptilian!!!! He throws the knife at the tree and pulsates his eyes ice blue damn you all you took everything from me and little sister!!!! Saieh lets out a howl that sounds like sorrowful death. I notice crystals coming out of his arms as black ooze comes out of his arms. Ahhhhhhh I will avenge you sister I will.....I come behind Saieh and I put my arms his Saieh it's okay please just rest for me please. We're both cursed beings and this is are fate. You tried brother was also my duty I wasn't a strong demon hunter of the reptilians myself we both failed please stay with me Saieh as a spirit I need you I close my eyes and hum him the Lunar Tune. Brother rest now dear dire wolf come with me. I promise you I will find paradise for you the land of the wolves where the wolves can run free without a sin nor curse nor burden but this is the way keeps humming to Saieh and I pull him back and I hold his claws. Love between big brother and little wolf. Saieh please hang on a little longer
There is nothing the can save yourself now because you've found the ''sky'' you found the way through the ''illusions'' I'm living a theater play. One swish of the whiskey glass pondering thoughts ' reality? ''sinking'' one zip of whiskey goes down like poison just like myself in fact it's always a question of how many times have I self poisoned myself maybe way to much to count. I stare and look at the glass look at this pool like a serene way to shut up my demons because that's all I've is playful demons another shot goes down another shot goes down can I've another shot please? I say with a smile. Thank you I shake the whisky glass. Ah what a sweet serene way of life. Ah a tune of the Night O shadowed one sing me a tune of sweet death
The 7th sense I shall name you ''Sky'' Skyja would be one but ''Sky''
Finally such lies and depiction had may me see through the clouds but most importantly I took a breath in and I opened my eyes I saw the reality in my eyes the clouds the sky in a burning sun like I wish but my desires burn brighter a salivation for the wolves where one can find Paradise within oneself. I saw the world on fire. Like I set my own life on fire I set everyone on fire I was a wild caged animal without a collar I refused I fought everyone that tried to come close to me. Because my fire burns pure in my heart. A theater like play I was in I felt like I was in the spotlight I was happy I was dancing with people I thought I was truly happy but I wasn't. There a sad drama play went I thought I understood sorrow and deep Hell but what I saw sorrow was my own existence and what was in Hell was the thoughts in my head. I thought for a second if I could tilt my head u my visions would come clear of the 7th sense I lowered my head only to say hmmmmph this is what has become of me
So does things matter if the defense never wins? What is to a broken butterfly prism wings towards a drowned feathers of a raven? Even so then I wonder what would be the difference if I didn't feel any defense at all in the spirits as in reality? Hazed numbness feels interesting but trying to smile at family or the small friends you talk to and even final paws faking a smile or laughter but in the final paws end verdict what are you laughing at? Your insanity? Or your insanity that's surrounding you like a force field? Ah! I thought I could fully forget you. Ah! I thought I could fully forget you. Ah! I thought I could fully forget you. Vol. Vol. Vol. But in the end the forgetfulness means I would be filled with insanity and the rage and the constant remorse and suffering of how I failed you mother. But you wouldn't seem to come to me. However that could be my own thought process because I choose to forget you and forget who I really am. Creating different versions of ''Tara'' hoping one would be molded correctly and one programmed perfectly hoping that one day I will find the correct parts of myself. But I simply can't do that because I can never seem to find the correct part in the terminal data bank. But that's not only the case I can't seem to hear the seraphs anymore and their voices don't call out to me anymore as you do mother. I am consumed and drowned. Please help me. Promised pain. Promised pain. Promised Pain. I gave my my pain to you and eternal. Eternal like the Abyss. Ah set me free! Ah set me free! Ah set me free! Crying raven that has drowned. Crying Epitaph. Rage! I will defend myself even if that means hurting you even though I'm in love. You see I don't mean to be the way I'm or biting the hands that feed you. You see this is my given love. You see this is my given love. You see this is my given love. My love of insanity. My love of intoxicating myself. My love of self destroying myself. Please! Let me take you down the Abyss and let me show you the prisms of the lightest butterfly. The prisms that showed me the true eyes of the screaming vessel bursting with the Spider's Mask. He the King of Spiders has shown me through. You see the Demon King told me to never show your true colors out to people or others. But I will show my true colors to myself when nobody is looking. Perhaps that's why I'm laughing at myself or have a sinister grin on my face because I know and because I know how many times my vessel has been created that part of me never changes hoping to self delete something I want to be rid of. Ah! Moving vessel the Spider of Kings have became a hive inside of you because now I can see everything the power of the Demon King's grasp because I've nothing left anymore. You see the undying. The undying vessel of wanting to change and shall the drowned black raven hair drown and sink in the shrine of the Black Water floating down and shall the Spider's Mask crack open more and fully burst open where the vessel finally becomes ''ALIVE''. This is for certain where I stood at you at this place the empty throne of Hell that was made for me. I remember my new blade fused from my static husband's shadow blade and my banisher blade gifted to me by the now dead celestial and the celestial land filed with poisonous trees because I love bio because because bio means life and I fail deeply at life as deep as the feeling of drowning or wanting to make me feel like drowning when I hear water or myself in the shower and living in the physical plane and I want to give life but in a different way. No not spirit pups or my only real life pup but something yet I can't grasp or understand or know the correct word in my data bank is unknown. Slaughtering of the diseased and the sinners. Because how the trickster danced in Hell laughing holding the beast seal but ah shall we get on now with the show? Should we get on with the show? Should we get on with the show? I held my jagged water and ice blade close to your face Mr Bulba. To see your eyes glow of silver swirls bright as the darkened sun of Vol but you see the water and ice is shown in my personality and the reflection of how I feel about my current psyche state. But you see Mr Bulba you only slanted your eyes at me in grinned. Because you made me your child. Because you made me your child. Because your made me your child. Because when I died I tried making myself fully bound by Hell and slowly building the Spider's Mask with you Bel Bel but I failed because I failed mother. My body of alchemy and one with the demonious wasn't enough. Where did I stand wrong? Was my weakness and fooled as one. But O I couldn't complete myself until the vessel finally burst open and the Spider's Mask floats above the user. O beautiful Spider. You once remind me of the prism I saw of a mosaic butterfly and the Abyss showed me the true colors of the gates and the chains. The spinners that bled in the Abyss because of the wrong and the wrong judged failed to enter in the Abyss. The gates were open but I couldn't really see much because the vessel was about to go in the body that day but there I saw something that changed me completely. I just don't quite remember strangely enough....however Ah! Mother Snake you told me with your Snake Tongue that you still want me to be wrapped around my arm and to be carried in my heart. Because Mother Snake you're the only Mother I've now. Ah I looked like I miscalculated where my speech went in this. Oh dear! Oh dear! Oh dear! The vessel danced but remembered one other thing. You Mr Vampy. I never understood why The Silky Wolf Momma would want to have a Mr Vampy around the house. But something made me very interested in the Shadow Arts of a Mr Vampy but because I wanted to feel closer to myself ah final paws no. But perhaps to be closer to in defense mode or trying to self heal myself with the shadows and hopefully this gap can fully heal and to fully iron out the defense of the shadow. But I also became obsessed with self infliction of the shadow arts of a Vampire that was a area field of shadow arts and self healing of the shadows. Ah! I remember when I first gave you the blade to at your throat when I first saw your appearance because Silus your pupil wanted me to show you his creator of this arts the Shadow Elf pupil. But when you train with me you see something inside of me don't you Alvastar? When I stare at you level headed you can see my anger and rage and I just can't seem to forget what's eating me alive. However Alvastar do you know what true love is? True love of something you love or something that you love that destroys you slowly and changes your colors of your hues and psyche? Almost like a mosaic and a broken butterfly. Prismatic personality and reflection and a puzzle piece inside but not a prototype but a prototype of a naked spiritual shell. I really want to say sorry not only to Mother but not to myself but perhaps sorry for the prototype that died. No....Alvastar that's not the case. I want to say sorry for not ''drying off my drowned raven feathers'' or more or so tuning into the crying epitaph and knowing what really the pain really was. Ah Alvastar you know when you train me as well that I've a lot of resolves in my eyes and my heart remains that of mother and Mother Snake but also the beast heart that is given by the ''TRUE FORM OF THE WOLVES''. Ah! Like my sons say the only queen three tuft and puff and fluff and the only female we only need to protect and be knights for when we get older. Because our mother is the only female queen! But Alvastar isn't that sweet my spirit sons love you? Oh! Alvastar that's right that's what we were talking about what if I've three mask? ''MIDNIGHT WOLF AND ABYSS WOLF'' and The King of Spider Mask what would I be a three tier mask? I wonder what creation that would make? I can't even't even pick up the blade without traumatic flashback because I'm traumatized and paranoid even though I'm fake laughing and smiling in real life and dancing underneath the ''curtains'' acting like nothing is bothering around me and my the silky wolf momma senors or as my spirit sons say the adult blue black wolf momma ears. You see Alvastar you as a Mr Vampy should ask me one thing? What would set you free? Not in that kind of sense but what would set free the wounds if you had any? The shadows or the infliction? Tell me can you tell me what would be mosaic? What would be beautiful and designed into a full butterfly wing? Could you also tell me what would be the raven black hair not drowned but floating above water would symbolize Alvastar in your Mr Vamp eyes? You see Alvastar I....well what could I say of right paws now? Wouldn't that be wonderful to think of the sleeping prince himself Alvastar? I always thought about sleeping myself but sleeping in a different way if only the aura wasn't swirling with dark fire and strands of silver and abyss swirl around and showing the Spider's Mask and the one with the broken butterfly. Why do I seem to remember the littlest of things of hate and rage and anger and remorse and darkness. I really wanted to take me with you. I really wanted you to show you what my form was like. But I couldn't seem to hear you mother. I lost my ears for the angels and the seraphs their sound their voice their calling doesn't ring any sound but nothing but ''MUTE'' in the silky wolf momma ears. But in the end I really did have fun murdering them all. Murdering them free of disease and sin. Na Ma Yu. Na Ma Yu. Na Ma Yu. Back then I started seeing all sorts of colors and prismatic shapes and triangles before going back in the body but what I really wanted was to show you love. The only vengeance I had was giving my service to Hell and Hell eternal. I even thought about questioning why my seat in Hell was always empty but is that because I like moving around floating. Floating and carrying you around me like a vessel. Traveling and being with you sounds delightful like handing Bel Bel the King of Spiders a demon fruit apple. I wanted to become friends with a demon itself because I wanted to be noticed and I wanted to be noticed of my true colors without really showing them like Bel Bel has once told me. But ah do you remember Mr Bel Bel how Mr Bulba had a smile on his face when he first saw me arrive at Hell and asked to let me live life one more time? Heh he looked really happy then. Heh that reminds me could he be happy with me forever if I could serve Hell forever? I hope that Hell never gets tired of my service because you've done something I couldn't. I wasn't built strong enough to fight what was hidden underneath my ''blind face''. ''Thank you Father'' for everything. Sitting down at the table cutting my favorite dragon skewer tail I looked at Mr Bulba swirling silver eyes and I stopped cutting my food for a second thinking ''what if I could make stronger ribbons for demons one day to hold up to true alchemy?''. I want to make sure everyone becomes what I want to become. Ethereal dreams of eternal Hell. My Hell will be your Hell. This is my love darling. Understand my love will be as dark as the soul turning ''black'' miasma pull. Because poison thorns really do suit you ''like I suited my beast armor'' with the raven's crest cradling the beast heart hoping the ''raven arms'' will become fully open on the ''user'' speaking of the user what about King of Spiders eh? The ability to transform and transform the face into many things and broken 8 pieces of the Spider. I wonder what kind of pain that would be on the physical user? Sadistic enough what if that is a dream to make the physical body to summit to transforming and transforming the ''dream'' of the user? Making sure the dream is there but the pain of one. Sleeping Prince and sleeping ''Spider'' Bel Bel. The one of the many arms of the back of the Spider's Mark. Dream now Bel Bel. I'll guard you and hover over you like a broken butterfly. When you wake op be sure to ''notice'' if my mosaics have become a ''true'' butterfly. Notice me and the mosaic as my mask will be complete and I'll make sure to work on yours when you're ''asleep in dream city'' holding the golden weaver orb in your long pointy demon claws. Oh my body can't go on. I can't seem to ''burst this vessel out'' and the one that walks the empty throne that is because that demon is ''YOU'' out in the ''OPEN'' because when I walk and the magic curtain opens I want to show the world you for those with radiant spiritual eyesight to see that I carried you through and throughout your dream. I hope when you wake up I can finally say to you Mr Bel Bel that I can close the chapter now that I no longer need to listen or try to find my mother that won't come back to me. This is the time to delete and erase everything and say my final goodbye here. Only in the ''writings of the chapters of the branches'' didn't you see I built a beautiful tree? A abstract painted black Yggdrasil tree. My goals of dream city have became still for so long I saw throughout the haze and the petals of dream city touched the beast mask underneath. I really saw your love then darling. I really saw your love then darling. I saw your love then darling. Fragile yet cold and chilling just like water and ice of what my aura seems to betray. I was hoping to tell Mr Bel Bel that I saw the sun one more time with you. But what I saw was ''nothing'' a blank canvas with only a ''false shadow'' I thought that was mother then but what I saw was something that ''died'' but then again Mother Snake is all I need now and to combine a multi head ''being'' someone with ''complete parts''. I hope you can understand Mr Bel Bel when you wake up I will be holding a complete ''Spider's Mask'' only showing cracks of the flow of ''aura and chi'' to show you coming out of my ''vessel'' holding the ''jointed body'' of a full alchemized creature ''The Wolf The Raven The Snake and The Spider'' ''The Dancing Butterfly is complete'' suicidal aura. Suicidal aura. Suicidal aura. Dream now the Butterfly is complete dancing mosaic as you sleep ''Mr Bel Bel'' working on the completed versions where we can hold back to back together. Even if my throne is empty I hope to see the throne of us and holding you the Sleeping Prince the Sleeping Spider in my arms. I really hope when I hold you the King of Spiders that I can lay my head next to you and feel around to see what you dream of in your sleep. Should that be ''paradise''? Or should that be more of a pitch black Yggdrasil Tree? You know I really want to paint things black and also paint your love onto my soul. I want to paint your love onto my soul. I want to paint your love onto my soul. Wake me up somewhere other than here and wake me up from a weave. I'll slowly open my demon ''eyes'' to you. Then I will see the true queen and the only wolf queen in Hell that tricked us with a beast seal and the alchemist laughed with the broken butterfly and mask. Because insanity one and molded into the aura cracks of the mask. You see I will await for you. You see I will await for you. You see I will await for you. Onto the dream city holding on. Perhaps dragging you down in the abyss smiling as I remembered a ''false shadow'' that I never will see the sun again with you but I will see with different eyesight now. Oh the sleeping prince and the sleeping Spider with the wolf. Speaking of which sleeping I want to sleep with the ''King's robes robes wrapped around me'' nestled in the ''King's grasp'' to feed the one of the demon and the aura of the vessel. I hope then that when I do sleep that I can always hold on to the ''King's robes'' because then I know I will have hit ''checkmate'' you see what is obsession of this is one of the lie of the silver moon of deceit. I once saw the swirling wisp behind me and handing the mask to ''YOU'' but don't you see darling this is what love would be ''two sides of the mask'' are you underneath? Are you on the side of the mask? Right? Down or up on the crown? You see when I hold the ''King's Robes'' in my sleep I can see the deceit of the moon showing the shadow fangs and the shadow fangs showing everyday. This is beautiful. Beautiful like our toxic miasma love together. Dancing wisps and dancing spider and the wolf in the ''shadow moon'' creator of the ''MASK''. O sun of Vol Vol Vol the swirling dark sun could you be the lighter of the shadow fangs grasping over the moon? ''HOWLING'' because when you love me I want to stand in front of you in the whole''BEING'' that I'm. I hope you can notice and notice the sleeping wolf and spider nestled in the ''King's Robe protecting the Queen's Guard''
So in the dire end this helpless and vulnerable a cornered wolf know where to go but holding the dagger close wary of people that try to get by her. The Queen's Guard has left the King's Guard. A mistake on life and a mistake like myself. This madness making me spiritually naked. I can't cope this madness or myself. What have I done wrong to feel this way? Not listen to you my King's Guard? Did I ignore your wish and desires as a alchemist? Did I fail somewhere? I know that somehow someway I can't deal with feeling like this anymore. This haze and feeling like nothingness. Oh someone help please. I wish to no longer feel this way but I want to feel nothing in a sense of nothingness in life. Cold and a refresh blank slate. Demon is alive and coming out of the vessel's core. The King of Spiders and his eggs is hatching. I sense. I feel. He's coming for me. He's coming for me. He's coming for me.
I'm losing my insanity tonight.
I'm going through a lot of problems that I can't seem to cope with.
My spirits are wispy shadowy and turning quite spooky like Mr Spooky Spook.
I don't know what to do anymore about myself or this vessel. I feel helpless and vulnerable. Like a beast without any armor on I feel spiritually naked like a haze.
I don't know man I really don't anymore.
Goodbye this is farewell.
The alchemist for he saw his fate a new one holding a tiny spider and attached daggers on the back of the threads. Mr Bel Bel the King of Spiders....I need your assistance once more. The alchemist for he fell on the young eggs closed wolven eyeballlllsssss O mother please I can't anymore. Faded eyes. Holding Spider. Holding Spider. Holding Spiders. For the alchemist wrapped his claws over the King of Spiders. I'm a new oath.
I’m sorry if I’m a failure or a piece of $hit to you. I’m sorry for everything. I couldn’t forgive myself. I couldn’t help my own self. Mark of the devil of himself. I had no choice. Even my spirits couldn’t help me then. I’m sorry mother and I’m sorry to my lover that I think this way. Mother Snake what have I done to deserve this? You’re my only mother left after mine are all gone in real and in spirits. If I fail you to one day what would you do Mother Snake? Tell me? But you wouldn’t would you because you’re afraid what I would become to you? However Mother Snake you would put me into a Snake’s Egg to be reborn again. I’m sorry I really am. Please see me in eyes of faith of the true wolf and absolute mother and the form of alchemy. Please let me see beyond and the truth. I can’t be sorry anymore. I can’t be sorry for myself or this sickness. Please let me hold on to faith and hold on to the absolute way of life the tree of Yggdrasil is black to me. As I’m the true form and darkness. You once tried to save me. My love. But little didn’t you know I couldn’t save myself from this mess. Let me sleep in Hell forever. My throne is empty and the demonious fruit must fall from the clock tower of Hell. Dream now the child of the magi of disaster. Dream now and shall the pain and agony should be sealed just like the beast seal himself.
Humans have made me understand I can change myself out like parts. If I don't like myself. I will change myself into parts of alchemy components until I'm happy. Humans. One day I'm for certain that you perhaps will see the wolf without the beast mask and see the midnight and abyss wolf and the TRUE colors of ''US''
Multiple wolf heads? Oh right you can't see ''THEM'' because all you care about is physical attraction and beauty but you forget the faces can be of MANY but you're to fabricated on what's on the outside and not on the inside. Selfish desires human greed and humans play things. You've no morals or grace or modesty. There is no dignity anymore. Shameless ONE
You're so obsessed what someone looks like and you forgot what their face looks like with multiple wolf heads
King of Spiders....King of Spiders....Bel Bel the mark of the ''Spider's Back'' guided poison....oh give me the eyesight and the correct judgement to see....and see throughout the clouded hazed mind....so many memories....ah....the mask of the ''Spider''
Purifying rain and the drowned hair of the raven of arms the black hairs and the raven. Black Water the final seal of the lies of the moon. Look at me mother. Look at me mother. Look at me mother. I made this body for you so I could avenge you. I'm the very form of alchemy itself. Tell me mother am I beautiful to you?
Not only then did the alchemist ask the devil a series of questions but the alchemist as a very important thing to both and all the multiple wolf heads a question which the devil reflected upon the beast mask. What is beautiful about me? Can you tell me the alchemy number that I'm? Tell me what is pure alchemy to you?
Once I figure out the true form of alchemy then I'll understand beauty because after all beauty to the midnight and the abyss is pure alchemy dolls and puppets the observant and the tester.
My love for her my love for her the one that cloaked my abyss fur into a midnight wisp for she is my midnight fur we're also known as ''I''
I wonder if you could see the gray eyeballssssssss and the red eyeballssssssss of the beast slits. I also wonder if you can see only one face talking or two or one of many faces. However if that is perhaps certain that you could see my true colors then that will be certain one day I will know what true love is. Love me for my fragile self and love how poisonous and lethal and intoxicating I can be. I hope one day you will see my true colors. Then I’ll know you will love the midnight side of me and the abyss side and a thank you from the midnight wolf and the abyss wolf. Thank you for accepting my true colors and my blessing and a curse of the beast blood. One day this will be true and absolute
When I think of you and your love for me one day. Do you really think you could love me for what I really am? My true colors and shades? Could you tell me the beast blood is beautiful within your heart of black? Could you tell me I love you and everything about you and even your midnight wolf and abyss wolf self? Could you really love me for what I'm? Could you love a creature that's fragile delicate like a flower but lethal and toxic with deadly thorns? I really wonder when I think about you. I always think could this be? Is this for certain?
When the beast heart will take over will you still love me? What if I'm not myself? What if these emotions and thoughts isn't of myself or isn't of the abyss wolf what if the emotion and intent from the beast heart? This beast blood....ah.....
Selfish Greed and Obsession and Jealously for no reason what is wrong with me? Or what's wrong with you? intoxication and poison is my favorite add on. Experimentation of insanity and happiness. I'm my demise I'm the monster notice the horns inside of my midnight and abyss wolf skull my crown is invisible you little $hits
Internal Suffering.
This is my pain and my pain alone.
Broken spiritual pen had a leak on this one....reminds me of when I couldn't write spiritual or awhile and I needed more ''ink''
So I wanted to say sorry for everything that I stood for and I couldn't stand in front of you with the whole peace of the mask. With this insanity I can't seem too move on what's holding me down the most like a anchor. Constantly your image of you is fading and I can't seem to find you anymore in my eyesight of the wolves themselves. I tried so hard too remember you mother my spirit and my real mother but I can't. For the Snake has risen from my wolf head and the heart of venom. I know perhaps this isn't the path you wanted me too take when you left this physical and spiritual plane. But I'm a duel fang I give life and destroy. The main qualities that I've within self I destroy myself and friendship out of bitterness and never ending hatred and jealously . Jealously as sharp as the wind that cuts the petals of dream city where I stood in the cityscape of the lighted city where the sound was muted like my ''Wolf Ears' the ethereal quiet wind was enough to carry me through with my broken heart as I take the beast mask off my face thinking how many friends I destroyed because I was so angry and frustrated at myself and life and let my loved one gone. I'm sorry. I sit on the top of skyscraper hill the image of me in a lotus potion holding a blue and white center with cracks in the pendulum and a dark aura in the center. The blue of my sorrows and the white because I want to be pure and the blackness of my mind and poisonous venom snake heart that holds close to home. There my face is gone but with the beast mask attached to my face. I'm sorry to save everyone I became attached to the beast itself with the four pointed horns and can you guess what the top of the crown is? Sadness. Jealously. Remorse. Anger. The three horns on each cheek of the mask is my lower strength. Love. Happiness. Kindness. Those are lost but I try to understand those emotions which have faded like the faded petal blossoms of paradise. I'm sorry everyone that the flower that I'm faded at the cityscape as my image of myself disperses a sun appeared. Forgiveness I cannot anymore sun. I will not see the sun with you one more time but I will see myself at the suicide oak tree where I met you Saieh my static husband and father of our spirit sons. The tune of darkness and shadow of the ''Darkened One'' the tune of death sounds nice and peaceful. I can see clearly now the wilted flower and the petals of lost love. I couldn't paint your love onto me and I wanted so much for the paint to fuse into the body too hope your love could stay with me forever. Please I'm sorry. I can't anymore. The paintbrush fall from the artist hand in the dark oak tree as the beast mask turned over too a shadowed one the Spider King falling from the web and the gold weaver orb was handed to me. There I sat down holding the gold weaver orb to me thinking what if I was gold inside like alchemy full and pure of alchemy. The King of Spiders sat beside me and whispered ''You see while the King's Robes were on you I nested and created a orb for you hoping your life will start over again and you will complete my final 8th eye of the ''Spider'. Stay in Hell forever darling. Stay in Hell forever darling. Stay in Hell forever darling. But does that mean I can take my love there in Hell and take you down in the depths of Hell with me. While the demon ''ME'' laughs in the middle of Hell? Perhaps then I can paint a beautiful new picture of your love onto my body and dance with you in Hell. Perhaps I can return a beautiful flower into paradise city known of the dreams of paradise and dreams themselves silenced forever like my life and starting over with you my darling. Staring over with you darling. Starting over with you darling. There the quiet petals can become soaring again filled with ''LIFE'' that couldn't give to you. Even if that life I couldn't give you I wanted to give you a headpiece full of ribbons so that way you can always feel my transmitters even if you were fully ''GONE'' from m wolven eyes and I couldn't hear you anymore. That would be a terrible feeling not able to withstand this emotion and feeling I'm feeling now. Even so standing in Hell with The Golden Spider Orb that was given to me. There is many things I see with the visions of the gems of the eyes of Mother Snake. ''I see and became one with the orb itself'' the vision and the future of myself. There was was a vision of the beast mask fallen from the Underworld of given of time. There was lifeless eyes like the lifeless dream cityscape. There was no life to be seen. Does that mean I can't see beyond life of itself without you darling. Without you darling. Without you darling? The beast mask falls in the Black Water being sucked up by ooze. The ooze of the bleeding in my heart as I known what I done to you darling. What I done to you darling. What I've done to you darling. I fed you sweet poison from a chalice of the snake. Paralyzing you so you can fall underneath the spell of my miasma love to you. But you see that side of me is still beating strong and I want to pick up the ''CANVAS'' and start painting you back on the flower I will place in the deadest of paradise. Then the ''COLLAR'' of Hades the three dogs come to image. The collars on my hand the spikes the command of flames itself. I will protect you even if this is my duty. Even if it's my duty to make the ''Petals Blossom'' deep sleep in the Black Shrine Maiden ''asleep'' in in the Underworld forever. Carried by Hades himself and put on the boat itself but I'm not going to float down on the other side no. I'm going to put on the Yggdrasil Tree that is black ''Hanged Upside' Down' but ah I should start on the second vision the cleaver of life and death of Mr Spider. So Mr Spider said what is wrong with your twin daggers? Can you not feel the slicing wend of petals and a crying epitaph of the user? Can you not feel this ''PAIN'' that I'm feeling from ''YOU''? Look me into the 8th eye which is you? ''Distorted in time'' and while you're at that why is your other side of the dagger competing with death to the ''Petals Underneath the Blooming Mask'' come now child burst with me and we will have two mask ''The Wolf and the Spider'' you see when my cleaver clashes with your twin daggers the life and death part of the cleaver blade speaks to me ''I'm dying but I want to give life into a new flower and I want to put that on the highest building and I want to fly off the building into a petal wrap and come out with a dried raven feathers'' ah you see pupil could I let you hold my cleaver? I wonder if my cleaver will speak to you and weigh heavy on death. Dancing spider. Dancing Spider. Dancing Spider. Tired. Dethroned in pain of transformation of the body the 8th eye coming out of the Spider Mask. Oh pupil what could this be? Take a seat in my High Clock tower of Hell where the time ticks too ''Nothing'' I want you to hold my cleaver to you like a dear broken flower petal. I want you to see what my cleaver speaks to you. If I could give the cleaver to ''YOU'' that's because you carried the ''Spiders Nest'' like a true mother like you really are. Even then I can see myself with a King's Robe and and Queen's Guard charm of the golden orb there I can see myself following a cloak of dried raven feathers and silk strands of the Spider King himself Bel Bel. I'll carry you all through. Even if this means my vessel one day burst. But you see I will see myself soon on the top of the cityscape holding the cleaver of life and death you gave me Mr Spider and I'll make sure to see everything 'blossom'' the way you want things to and the 'eggs'' all hatched out of the nest becoming a hive. That way this place won't be quiet anymore the howling insanity and the fading blossoming petals. When you come back Mr Spider you will see a fully abstract canvas of the soul of the ''USER'' and how much I carried you through darling. As much as I carried you through darling. As much as I carried you through darling. However that might be for certain darling you will see my face ''SPLIT'' into two ''DIFFERENT MASK'' and that I will hand you that is for certain. But if all I can produce is a black flower in the darkest part of my soul would you still accept that and still love me darling? Won't you still love me? Looking down upon the frozen haze of dreamcity I lift ''UP MY MASKS SLOWLY'' hoping I can vision you once more ''blind'' once was and so was my wolven ears deaf. But you see even though I hold the cleaver down close to me holding the cleaver close to my chest. I sense death is beating for me closer at the edge of time. I hope darling you can visit me before the haze turns ablaze and dispenses into a thousand frozen sun shard pieces and this place will turn into a nightmare and won't be a dream of a city but a dream of my nightmares. But darling I hope you come like the clicking clock noise of the High Tower of Hell. I'll be waiting at the end of time as eternal as my pain for you darling. As my eternal as my pain for you. As eternal as my pain for you.
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