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#inktober 9th: Screech Original Signed Piece --- Available --- $30 Journal Entry: An old knight's body riddled with arrows, he staggered

#inktober 9th: Screech Original Signed Piece --- Available --- $30 Journal Entry: An old knight's body riddled with arrows, he staggered

Chitra Iyer

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Awaken the demons in me and ricochet back to hell. My soul trembles as the demons start dancing to hellish tunes. I am possessed and unable to extricate myself. The ghosts cackle in devilish delight. For a better read: The whispers straight from hell Awaken the demons in me and ricochet back to hell. My soul trembles as the demons start

Awaken the demons in me and ricochet back to hell. My soul trembles as the demons start dancing to hellish tunes. I am possessed and unable to extricate myself. The ghosts cackle in devilish delight. For a better read: The whispers straight from hell Awaken the demons in me and ricochet back to hell. My soul trembles as the demons start

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▪︎THE DEADLY SEANCE ▪︎ 《Captioned》 On finding Mr. Watson's pale corpse lying in a much bizzare manner in the morning, the family called me; Mr. Carlisle; the head of the Crime

▪︎THE DEADLY SEANCE ▪︎ 《Captioned》 On finding Mr. Watson's pale corpse lying in a much bizzare manner in the morning, the family called me; Mr. Carlisle; the head of the Crime

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If I showed you my scars, Would you cackle and barf? (CAPTION) "If I Showed You My Scars" If I showed you my scars, Would you cackle and barf? Would you convince me To hide them, again, And pretend Tha

If I showed you my scars, Would you cackle and barf? (CAPTION) "If I Showed You My Scars" If I showed you my scars, Would you cackle and barf? Would you convince me To hide them, again, And pretend Tha

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▪︎The Spectral Coin▪︎ 《Captioned》 ▪︎The Spectral Coin▪︎ While going through the pages of his late father's diary Zach, a boy of 15 savvied that his dad had a deep affinity t

▪︎The Spectral Coin▪︎ 《Captioned》 ▪︎The Spectral Coin▪︎ While going through the pages of his late father's diary Zach, a boy of 15 savvied that his dad had a deep affinity t

Sanchita Saha

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Civilisation, is it? Civilisation, is it? A lush green field with the bees buzzing around, Illuminated by the big bright blue moon, The petrichor and the cool t

Civilisation, is it? Civilisation, is it? A lush green field with the bees buzzing around, Illuminated by the big bright blue moon, The petrichor and the cool t

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Of all the nether twilights And pleasing sunrises That made thee completely mine-- Of all thy gifts of woeful gold And blazing tears, my sweet, The sole memento that I still keep Is that of your saccharine promises Of perpetual bliss. When shalt thou fulfill That brilliant covenant, I seek? For, thou art not here Beside me, dear. The glorious dove goes soaring Through the crisp zephyr of songs; The baleful crow cackles and jokes; A most painful gust of ache Devours my soul, asleep; And the leaves of the greenest hue Turn yellow, then ghastly sick. Still, thy inky shadow remains nil. For despite thy vacuous beauty, Entombed in my ertswhile brain of pea, Thou art still the beauteous angel With wings of ethereal silver; Yet, even stubborn wraiths get weary Whilst lurking in the waning moonlight Of your evanescent, fickle mist. Come back to me, my darling. Please? "Ode To Him" Of all the nether twilights And pleasing sunrises That made thee completely mine-- Of all thy gifts of woeful gold And blazin

Of all the nether twilights And pleasing sunrises That made thee completely mine-- Of all thy gifts of woeful gold And blazing tears, my sweet, The sole memento that I still keep Is that of your saccharine promises Of perpetual bliss. When shalt thou fulfill That brilliant covenant, I seek? For, thou art not here Beside me, dear. The glorious dove goes soaring Through the crisp zephyr of songs; The baleful crow cackles and jokes; A most painful gust of ache Devours my soul, asleep; And the leaves of the greenest hue Turn yellow, then ghastly sick. Still, thy inky shadow remains nil. For despite thy vacuous beauty, Entombed in my ertswhile brain of pea, Thou art still the beauteous angel With wings of ethereal silver; Yet, even stubborn wraiths get weary Whilst lurking in the waning moonlight Of your evanescent, fickle mist. Come back to me, my darling. Please? "Ode To Him" Of all the nether twilights And pleasing sunrises That made thee completely mine-- Of all thy gifts of woeful gold And blazin

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No; I shan't drink your pain; Because, I know it's bitter And I've never had the guts For anything unsavory like that; Yet, I'll be a dear-- I'll aid you as you get rid Of the fetid ache That aims to shatter your soul. See, I may never get to experience That most undesired burden, Crumbling your strength; But, I can be that friend Who may take your little hand When you're weak-- Who may pull you up As you wallow in filth. Aye; I'm not a saint, you see-- I might occasionally yell And even cackle like a fiend; Though, you won't find me Flinching and pretending To be totally there. For, who can always be present When life handles each of us A horrendous coffin to bear? So, I won't promise you forever bliss And beauteous fantasies; Better yet, I'll demand that you Be aware of the fire within yourself-- Something that'll keep you fighting, Even when you're left alone And thought of as dead. "Friendship" No; I shan't drink your pain; Because, I know it's bitter And I've never had the guts For anything unsavory like that; Yet, I'

No; I shan't drink your pain; Because, I know it's bitter And I've never had the guts For anything unsavory like that; Yet, I'll be a dear-- I'll aid you as you get rid Of the fetid ache That aims to shatter your soul. See, I may never get to experience That most undesired burden, Crumbling your strength; But, I can be that friend Who may take your little hand When you're weak-- Who may pull you up As you wallow in filth. Aye; I'm not a saint, you see-- I might occasionally yell And even cackle like a fiend; Though, you won't find me Flinching and pretending To be totally there. For, who can always be present When life handles each of us A horrendous coffin to bear? So, I won't promise you forever bliss And beauteous fantasies; Better yet, I'll demand that you Be aware of the fire within yourself-- Something that'll keep you fighting, Even when you're left alone And thought of as dead. "Friendship" No; I shan't drink your pain; Because, I know it's bitter And I've never had the guts For anything unsavory like that; Yet, I'

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Why the frown, my darling? Why the half-believed lies And half-lived lullabies? (CAPTION) "Worth" Why the frown, my darling? Why the half-believed lies And half-lived lullabies? Why the half-baked confidence In your own begotten

Why the frown, my darling? Why the half-believed lies And half-lived lullabies? (CAPTION) "Worth" Why the frown, my darling? Why the half-believed lies And half-lived lullabies? Why the half-baked confidence In your own begotten