Caught in-between two worlds, she wonders aimlessly into the night.
The stars above her, dotted sporadically, cover her like a canopy. She feels safe, swallowed by the darkness. As if it can hide all the wretched memories hidden inside her. As if it can match the blackness that coats her mind like paint, And form a camoflague. Fire licks up the length of her legs, And as she walks, the facade breaks. Shards of glass break from her, and fall to the ground. They sparkle under the stars above. Shadows dance around her, to the beat of her own heart. Swaying in a motion, fluidity to the silent sound. Smoke and flame surpasses reality. Overtaking all her senses, until she finds herself transcending into the dance. She joins the transparent figures, twirling and whirling with such precision. Such elegance, she has perfected this movement for years. Flames burst and flicker all around her, circling around the ghosts of those who once were. It's utter maddness, destruction in it's all. She loses herself to the darkness once more.
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Considering this a pledge of sorts, to you dear viewer. Whoever you may be. You've stumbled into my world, and I just hope it doesn't bore the absolute shit out of you.
I pledge brutal honesty. I pledge daily posts filled with creativity, and perspective. I pledge to share my thoughts, emotions, desires, memories, secrets - all the madness. I pledge open communication, so we can share within this world together. May it be our escape. I pledge allegiance to the band...of Mr Schneebly...and will not fight him for creative control, and will defer to him on all issues related to the musical direction of the band. I pledge to not be so serious all the fucking time. Welcome to the mirage, my friend. |
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