IMMORTATILY AT LAST

The whole world sickened me, more & more consuming me like a savage terminal illness. Over the edge sanity and drawing a hot bath, I began a note. Telling the world of my demise...I signed my name & slipped into the hot water. Oddly it felt relaxing, making my morbid task seem somewhat easier. I retreived the blade from my departed husband's razor & made an incision. My tears flowed from my eyes, like the blood from my wrists, as I whimpered how much I missed my loved ones.

At the edge of death and lying in my dilluted blood, a shrouded dark figure appeared before me. Her long, thick, curly dark locks of hair spilled over her shoulders, much like that of a lion's mane. I thought her presence to be that of an angel, her face appeared so soothing & comforting. she told me she could help me, informing me that the choice was mine. Dillusions of death taunted me, and out of fear, I cried for her to save me.

My next reccollection of events was foggy, clouded somehow, for time seemed to have stood still. My eyes fluttered open, realizing I was in a mausoleum. The dim glow of a candle illuminated the cold marble room, casting shadows about. I gasped at each, thinking I saw them move, my vision seemed peculiar,but somehow more crisp & clear. I felt dizzy & there was a constant pulse beating in my ears. Then, out of the shadows, sathlim stepped forth. A pain like no other consumed me. I cried out as I felt my guts wrenching & twisting inside. The clearest memory was that of my tiny feet on the cold floor as I walked toward her, not knowing where I was going or why.
"What have you done to me?" I screamed. "This is a fate worse than death itself!" with a hint of desparation.
she sat at the edge of the bed, gently caressing my brow. I did not understand, but I could smell the blood within her wrist, as she touched me. I was being overwelmed by my senses. They seemed magnified 1,000 times. The trees were alive...I felt I saw everything around me, breathing. It was undescribable to mortals. She pricked hers wrist gently allowing some blood to surface. I lunged at it, then recoiled, for I felt completely confused. Why did I desire & crave the blood? I cried even more in confusion.
"Drink, child." she whispered softly.
And it was then that I began my descent into immortality.

Rebirth

In the decadense of filth, the score of hurt, the revenge of yogsothoth. Out of the abyss, back into teh realm of the living. The purple one returns..... From the white washed halls, of nakobi hosi, into the walk of cripple valley, the road of rovery. Teh journey continues, baut but the light at the end of the tunnel can, be seen................Praz ye of fath...................................

TOGETHER WE FLY, TOGETHER WE FALL, TOGETHER WE ALL SEE THE LORD WHEN HE CALLS.

TOGETHER WE FLY, TOGETHER WE FALL, TOGETHER WE ALL SEE THE DEVIL WHEN HE CALLS.

HAPPY NEW YEAR ...................