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The darkness is a mirror
In a world of endless tunnels,
So smooth beneath his fingers and
So hollow: a cavern where there might have been,
A long forgotten realm ago,
Something.
No movement and no noise, the stifling
Silence of the world;
Solitude darker than death
Presses in upon his soul
That seeks to break out, but is fenced in by
Control.
Darkness and blindness, what are they
But a prison upon his being?
A world that’s growing while he shrinks
But always there are constraints, restraints,
Driving him slowly but surely
Insane.
Is it a prison made for him
Or a prison made by him?
A prison in his heart that renders him
As helpless as a slave beyond his station
Alone save for his too-vivid
Imagination.
Even a drop of water seems
In this barren place to be
As menacing as footsteps that will
Never be heard, not even when running
Because the creatures of his mind are too
Cunning.
Does he still feel fear
Prickling tendrils in his skin?
In a world of madness, where
The lightless dungeons are a maze of hell
But the only thing keeping him here is
Himself?
He longs for open skies and the
Cool breeze upon his skin but
His guard will not allow
His heart to flow like silver streams,
Not when all his life he has never dared to even
Dream.
In a world of endless tunnels,
So smooth beneath his fingers and
So hollow: a cavern where there might have been,
A long forgotten realm ago,
Something.
No movement and no noise, the stifling
Silence of the world;
Solitude darker than death
Presses in upon his soul
That seeks to break out, but is fenced in by
Control.
Darkness and blindness, what are they
But a prison upon his being?
A world that’s growing while he shrinks
But always there are constraints, restraints,
Driving him slowly but surely
Insane.
Is it a prison made for him
Or a prison made by him?
A prison in his heart that renders him
As helpless as a slave beyond his station
Alone save for his too-vivid
Imagination.
Even a drop of water seems
In this barren place to be
As menacing as footsteps that will
Never be heard, not even when running
Because the creatures of his mind are too
Cunning.
Does he still feel fear
Prickling tendrils in his skin?
In a world of madness, where
The lightless dungeons are a maze of hell
But the only thing keeping him here is
Himself?
He longs for open skies and the
Cool breeze upon his skin but
His guard will not allow
His heart to flow like silver streams,
Not when all his life he has never dared to even
Dream.
Literature
Dragon Age: Reflections
Title: Reflections
Author: SeventhRain
Game: Dragon Age: Origins
Characters/pairing: Zevran
Disclaimer: The character of Zevran Arainai is property of Bioware.
Zevran Arainai saw his reflection and couldn’t help but grin. Maker’s breath, but I'm beautiful! His elven blood gave him a lithe but well-toned build, with smooth brown skin laced with seductive tattoos. Golden hair framed a devilishly handsome and tattooed face, long and silky, and loose if not for the one braid he kept tied behind his head. It helped him in many ways: luring others into his bed, conning someone out of their coin or possessions, or even softening his
Literature
La fragilite de l etre
Sous tes côtes
caché par ton sein gauche
d’ailleurs plus gros que le droit
je sens ton petit cœur qui bat
doum dom
doum dom
je pose mon doigt
et tout de suite
il galope
galop’ galop’ galop’
le brusque afflux de sang sur ton visage brise ton souffle
en pleine inspiration
La fragilité de l’être
tout ce que tu es
repose sur ce petit cœur
qui s’affole dès qu’on pose un doigt dessus
Literature
My DumbbellDash kids
Name: Comet Dash
"C'mon guys, I didn't do anything special."
Nickname: Comet, "Comie" from one of his friends (think of homie), "blank flank"
Age: 14
Species: pegasus
Gender: male
Color: gray coat, blue and purple mane, purple eyes
Cutie Mark: None
Appearance: he is the tallest and the thinnest among the 3 siblings
Description:
You will be surprised when you learn he is Rainbow Dash's son, as he acts very differently from his parents. He is shy, humble, & overall a nice pony. What he inherited from his parents, though, is his ability to learn quickly. Because of his mother's legacy, he is a bit of a celebrity among his peers, wh
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A poem based on Artemis Entreri, as he stands in R. A. Salvatore's masterpiece Starless Night (amongst many other brilliant creations). I put a bit of a spin on it, added a bit more of Artemis' own psyche... no real identifying characteristics because it was for a university contest, but it's Artemis all the same.
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I've never actually read that book, but I like this. The last stanza is lovely.