Two wolves brother and sister, the magician and the alchemist, forged by the shadow and the abyss transmuted with the ''Moon'' inside them. The task of the ''Lunar One'' burned swirling circle of red blood of the serpent, the middle a totem hanged with the Wolven Book Of The Shadows the ''Cursed Book'' and us together the chalice of the divine serpent! What else do we've to lose?! Nothing! We've nothing to lose do we Little Sister?! What is it to become one? One with your ultimate being ''YOU'' a solace of hatred madness and insanity to transmute and to transform yourself over and over. Deleting your mind reprogramming yourself ''Forsaken One''!! Cheers to you Little Sister! We drink the divine serpentine chalice our wolf limbs become numb we stare at the night sky the whisked shadow wind the last thought I had was of ''YOU'' blanked ''Forsaken eyes'' collapsed over on the Alchemy Circle we held paws as unbreakable love between Sister and Brother wolf holding paws together. We will reach paradise the ''Lunar Pool'' and to who the one I love, know this I will carry you throughout the end of time, drowning in the ''Lunar Pool'' I will always remember you. Just like how I always remember to keep transmuting my own self for this is my own doing.......
5'2 and 82 pounds and eating doesn't phase me none I've always been this weight and despite me having eating issues later doesn't effect me none my body is f**king magic
some days I'm so depressed I sleep for 11 hours, some days I care about sleeping then feeding my own void. I'm a f**king mess but whatever. I also put myself last before anything else. I don't care. I rather put someone else first than my own well being. I love animals. Tarantulas. Frogs. The more animals around me the more sane I'm. I love shiny things. I love stuff animals. My favorite colors are Black Silver and Mint
Well I don't live in a huge town like Houston or Austin, however you've your basics and resale shops and if you want to go towards a concert place or go somewhere for entertainment you would've to travel at least over 30 minutes towards even an hour. So yeah a lot of people ask am I bothered by this? No not really and I could honestly careless. Because you know what? s**t happens just saying because that's the truth. I don't work and never plan on driving unless you want me to go into an paranoia anxiety stroke mode. I hope whoever is out there for me doesn't mind a house wife or partner that does all the house and pet giver chores. I don't smoke however I like my alcohol here and there if drinking is a problem for you I can work something out with you and no I'm not an alcoholic nah I've a beer or mead once a week or at a concert, it's not like I drink everyday. I also have a kid who's name is Hunter I've him two weeks on and off and he will be 6 in November and no I don't want anymore kids. What do I do everyday? Youtube Let's Play! Videos everything is random what I watch but I love horror game or indie horror games out there or I sleep all the time because my sleep time frame is f**king strange as f**k. I hate sleeping and sleep can have a big f**k you! So whatever! Also my bed is my best friend! Okay now sense all that personal stuff is out of the way first would you care to find out what I'm interested in? My library mindset of mine. Sometimes I can be harsh but I don't seem to be, sometimes it's all a misunderstanding but I promise you I'm a nice creature and understanding. Mysterious. Odd. Unusual. Likes to make jokes. Likes laughing and sometimes I laugh at my own mind sometimes. Any other questions just ask!
This place feels dead here. The flowers are rotten. The ground is everything bone and carcass. There is a death seed formed by a oak hollow branched tree with many branches. Where here death plays a sorrowful tune of suicide. The nooses form all over my body as I hold a noose close to me in my hand I look at the moon gazed across the oak hollow tree. So this is what death feels like isn't that so? Forsaken ''One'' I sit against the the oak hollow tree hearing the screams of the suicidal spirits a tune a hum that sounds like a despair of death itself spiraling. You know this tree belongs with many nooses, many indeed hanging across all the oak hollowed boned out branches, the noose of death, the noose of the suicidal spirits hung on all the branches. Oh what a beautiful tree you're. I look over I see a big black static wolf. His paws crushing the bones underneath him. His crimson eyes gaze at me. Telepathic thoughts come through ''Sister!!!'' he comes to me sitting beside me as I pet his beautiful handsome coat. I lay against his fur sighing and looking at the noose I've in my hand and I look into his crimson eyes. Brother I'm really scared! I nuzzle into his fur! I'm so scared of loosing this feeling I've! I feel like I'm in love! I shake his fur as he lets out a puff understanding my emotions! Losing this! As well as losing all these feelings!! Clinches the noose I hear a higher melody as the ''Night'' sings even more as I stare into my big brother's crimson eyes as the death pedals soar across us brother without you and the one I love how could I possibly go on like this? Now Little Sister we're the ''Moon Children'' we're bound to be cursed as he sets his paws gently on my shoulder I promise you I will keep you safe and happy as long as I can the Night's Tune becomes more frantic and more static like as the noose sway in the shadowed like wind as I take my big brother's paw against mine paw promise the ropes squeeze somewhat tighter around me I can't live like this anymore brother!!!! I know Little Sister trust me I know your happiness is important to me not something that's rotten here as with my big brother I lay against the hollow oak tree listening to the lull of ''Death'' next towards my brother wondering in ever so deep thought this is death's paradise where nothing is to be seen, nothing but hollowed out suicidal noose spirits and the tune of the ''Night'' O'' Forsaken ''One''. The rage inside, the love I've for you. To love a wolf
Even if this lost reality, is a mer delusion of mine, it's not only that,but feeling a lively solitude of peace and happiness, it's a nice change for once. However so, better than feeling a bladed vortex across inside your internal body, like an empty space in your internal core. Even if such, feeling such fuzziness, ooze and warmness I feel alive. A wolf wanting to feel alive? You might call me a sorrowful being, pitiful for wanting such desires but I can't seem to live this life anymore. Not such sorrowful but a howl of change and being wanted. I always wanted love but I always danced in the allusions of the shadows I was always stuck in the abyss, the abyss stage always carried a static that edge across me consuming who I really was, I kept dragging myself like a sick wolf across the abyss always struggling grasping anything I could for a sense of escape and some kind of reward for fighting onward. I seem to notice as a wolf when I'm in dire sickness the Lunar seems to bless me before my soul of a wolf breaks into nothing, O'' so I shall see the Lunar wants to keep torturing me to make sure I become in check with my senses to become a stronger wolf than I once was, self reflection of knowing happiness is here and it's not some faded reality of mine I can feel certainty of this happiness, you either keep going in this realm or you drown in the abyss and become the forgotten sun. O'' Lunar reflection wolf blood stains the crystal floor, the pool oozes wolf blood, O'' tainted one you once bore of yourself of the shadow will be erased, self based Lunar reflections, is this some kind of sick trick on the behalf of my own wolf self? Ah! I never want to lose this feeling of mine if this is some trickery so be this so, but I will see this love through out the end of time, I never want to lose you, more or so looking upon the Lunar itself you've blessed me, but you always bless me when I'm almost dead is this what will carry on? Without you go ahead and put me in a Lunar catalyst core and put me into a sweet coma, sing me the Lunar, hum to me put me into a deep sleep Lunar One, Put me into a coma were I will never wake up, go ahead and stab me with the Banisher blade I know one day I'll prob will deserve this, I desire so much and yet you see me as a family, you probably wouldn't even have the guts to properly put me into a Lunar coma, the Lunar humming it's almost like floating drowning deep in the Lunar Pool, at least my last thoughts will be of you, all I ask of you, Lunar one is please let me drown with the one I love, even if it's just for one moment, My paw against my lover, all I ever wanted even if it's meant slipping , fear haunts me. I know I'm a cursed being of the shadows, but whatever takes me, please let this be with you, the wolf cries into a sorrowful despair a howl that sounds like death O'' sweet death if you ever do come to me, please let me spend one more time with the love of my life, then Lunar One lull me into a deep slumber afterwards never waking up, the thought of you gone will be a frozen crystal catalyst core for me, O'' Lunar one please keep me going, I know I studied you and your kind, I followed your orders one by one, you took me into your pretty 4 wings, please grab me drown me into the moonlight if it's torture at least I can get rid of this shadow I once bore, just to see a new start of reality, even if so a Magi of myself I want a new chapter in my book library of my thoughts, flipping the pages madly I think of you so, and so I want to keep doing so, I walk onto the blood stained crystal floor my wolf self dragging slowly and as my body lays limp the thought of you always races through my mind, I see your face through the Lunar reflection. Finally, I will keep fighting for this journey no matter how or how hard the challenge is, but my life is with you, but if whatever happens, I will take the curse burden on me and suffocate myself in the sweet moonlight, if the Lunar wants me, at least my final wish will be always let me see you, life without you is meaningless, O'' Lunar one don't let me down, I stare into the Lunar Pool with tiny drops of wolf blood and stare on the the reflection of us, I never want that to go away, whatever happens I want that to be with you, even if it's one last loving embrace, you are all I ever wanted, you will be the last one I want to be with to see if this wolf ever does go into a Lunar Coma, O'' take my paw and please go with me wherever I go never let me go, even if it's drowning somewhere deep into the abyss at least my final moment will be with you, I will close this chapter in my book library mind of mine I've finally found you, thank you for giving me a chance at life once again, oh such sweet solitude
O'' dear abyss, a solace for me, somewhere in between where I can find death in sweet solitude. We the sounds of suicide and the mer tune of nothing. However you were the forgotten sun all along. It's a place as a wolf I know whenever I feel toward spiral of nothing I can throw myself in the abyss limp wolf body and all, curled up embraced by the shadow. Even if such I reach my paw up and drag my limp body as a wolf I seek a sense of escape, an escape of nothing, something of self worth. There in the forgotten sun my throne, O'' brother of a wolf Saieh, find me a divine serpent, bring me the chalice of the forgotten, bring be back the blood of the divine for I shall reign. Brought by you the divine jeweled serpent the chalice swirling in a pool of divine blood, I slowly drink the venom, ah sweet paralysis to feel this power again, the sorceress awakes, chalice of the forgotten falls, I lay my wolf limbs all limp over the throne, split forsaken eyes, the watcher of the shadows, for the divine serpent is my power. You brother laying next to my throne a fellow follower of the abyss yourself, we will take over the forgotten sun just you and I. One day we will fully escape but not the divine power, no not exactly but for what was the thrill of the hunt without the moon and the abyss itself and even the serpent without that we're nothing. Slowly I look into the swirling suicide spirits all over the abyss as I lay wolf limp mode on my throne, oh what a solace, is this emptiness? It's this my own Wolven way of seeing things, here I pull out the shadow wolf magician book, close to me on my throne holding such so dear, why won't you take me so on the darkest alchemy road? Oh I see, markings of the abyss, foolish one, dire and yet such you seek a sweet solace of death in your reign.
Curled up holding two paws together brother wolf and sister wolf, one that is thin bony and a Shadow Wolf the other Abyss Wolf just like the depths of the forgotten burnt alchemy scars symbol of the crescent moon with the ever flowing clock of time holding into a fury of circle of death pain suffering remorse of own cursed being, the book past down from the Moon Wolfs.....the Cursed Book Of The Wolves, the darkest of alchemy and the Moon itself, self poisoned one by the jeweled serpentine towards healing our sick wolf bodies we're the divine ones born of the ''Moon'' the order of the ''LUNAR ONE'' the chalice of the divine serpent we're forever paralyzed slit forsaken eyes of the forgotten void. The howls of death and despair
CHVRN (fall and this is something you wouldn't catch me something listening to so this would be an unexpected one) Svaskalver. Firtan. Lifewalker. The Alchemy. FJOERGYN. Algos and his side project I, Forlorn. Dordeduh. Tears of Styrbjørn. WOLFHEART. Aether. Eldamar. Paleowolf. Shylmagoghnar. Restless Oblivion. Dimholt. Draugsól. Kambrium. Porteur de Lumière. Nachteule. Eskapism. Legacy Of Emptiness. Nimphaion. Mist of Misery. Wending Tide. Iván Ferrús. Lucian the Wolfbearer. Malebranche. Foscor. Dynfari. Moonfrost. Sulphur Aeon. Vanaheim. Nebelhorn
