03.10.2005; 21:33h
i stepped into a forsaken cave, remembering its stale smell and moist on its walls. dying satan was watching me from her rocking chair, ready to speak her last curse with her last breath. old queen stood in the doorway, sadness overwhealming her eyes, trying to find hope in me, make me make her alive one more time. i could feel them draining my life from me, making me dead once more, killing the sparkle in my eyes.
i smiled as nocturnal cat came curling around my feet. his purring echoing in this cold grave.
ah, it feels good being home once again :)
Post je objavljen 25.10.2005. u 01:05 sati.