Alright let's see what we've got Dracula mumbled to himself as he browsed the vampire section at a book store. Well we have The Anita Blake Series, which I have tolerated. We have that Anne Rice woman and her books. I know Lestat and he's more pleasant in real life. Dracula continued to browse, looking for a book to take back home with him. It was very rare that he came down from his castle and when he did, he always looked from something interesting to take back with him. After and hour of looking he finally went to find help. Excuse me Dracula called to a woman shelving books.
How may I help you si
Centuries I live and forever more,
Alone and forbbiden from light.
Nothing but cold, I stand in shadow,
People frightened by my sight.
A fair lady sees past the pale
And into my still beating heart.
...Could this be love I feel?
What is this beautiful piece of art?
We escaped together hand in hand.
Only now can I experience feeling.
Light may ignite me to ashes,
But her love is there for healing.
Her family and friends disagree.
How could I ever do the things they accuse?
I, too, can experience emotions.
My love, I will not lose.
In the bright of day, they steal her.
Kill her, I could not stop her death.
Rage consumes my ete
Mr. Holmes or On the Struggles of Human Mortality by techgnotic, journal
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The upcoming film Mr. Holmes, based on the novel “A Slight Trick of the Mind” by Mitch Cullin, is about a 93 year old Sherlock Holmes who is in the process of writing his story and piecing together events from a 30 year old case that he feels is unfinished. In the midst of these endeavors Holmes is also trying to solve the mysteries of humanity and his own mortality. But Sherlock Holmes cannot die, right?
The case ma
The cruelity of Villians. by TheMagicalReader, literature
Literature
The cruelity of Villians.
Villians are cruel and wicked people.
They do not know what compassion is.
They don't care about anyone except themselves.
They only care for their own greed , nonetheless,
selflessness. Yet, they plot and steal from us, good people.
We can only hope that God in heavan will punish them for their sins
and one day, God will rid of this world of wickedness.
Don't look back
As the blue cloth is stained red
Don't look back
As the street light shines over the scene
Don't look back
As you're running down the cobblestone street
Just don't look back
As you realize you'll never hear their voice again
As you realize you'll never see their smile again
As you realize how stupid that argument was
During all this you realize the most important thing
No matter how guilty you are
No matter how much you want them to come back
They're not coming back
So just remember
Don't look back
Her eyes shine brightly no matter the light or lack of,
Her hair falls perfectly around her shoulders as if guided by someone above;
Her smile is warm and kind,
Her wit is sharp as is her mind;
Her use of words is amazing,
Her photogenic nature is what is astounding;
Her laugh I imagine to be contagious and cute,
Her voice I imagine to be also cute;
Her genealogy piqued my interest,
Her body I imagine to be perfect;
Her piercings and tattoos are really quite cool,
Her flirtatious nature sometimes makes me drool;
I hope to one day meet this fair maiden face to face,
Maybe go out to a coffee or book place.
a pair of swallows, you and i. by emster85, literature
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a pair of swallows, you and i.
it starts quietly but confidently with
feathered lavender,
and popcorn turntables.
it ends with a kindling warmth, and
a lighthouse glow.
tempered by the wings of a swallow.
Contemplating Marriage by NakedLobster0413, literature
Literature
Contemplating Marriage
Why do I want to marry him?
I love him with all my heart.
We work so well together. We make a great team.
He makes me feel better.
He makes me want to be a better person.
I want to spend every day of the rest of my life with him.
I want to have his babies and learn to raise a family with him.
I want to heal his hurts the way he heals mine.
I want to be the one he comes to with his problems.
I want to share my problems with him.
Because I’ve grown so much with him in the past two years and learned so much from him, and I want to keep growing and learning beside him. I want to deepen our relationship, take a chance and rely on n
i think, therefore i am
are people not people?
they seem to me as art;
some shoddily crafted,
gone to the wayside, some
with pygmalian skill.
ars adeo latet
arte sua. others,
juvenile scribbles,
unwelcome relics of
communal callowness.
i wish to see an art,
ulysses, so witty,
elusive, allusive,
beautifully crafted,
once in a lifetime, a
lizzy bennet in our
brave new world.