Nightly ReflectionIn my bedroom there's a mirror; it stands parallel to my bed.Nightly Reflection by Caylee-Slansen
Each night I glance upon it as I rest my weary head.
I cannot help but wonder, does my reflection do the same?
Or does it take the moment, to wander from the frame?
I Am a MonsterI Am a Monster by Predaliena
Walls… Just four bright walls around me…
Where am I? How did I get here? I can’t remember a damn thing. Did I get here myself or were I brought here by someone? No idea, I remember nothing. My clothes… where are they? I feel just cold air touching my bare skin. And my body… What going on with my body?
Am I dead? Well, if I’m still moving and breathing, it’s impossible. But what’s wrong with my body, my skin? Am I… decomposing..? And why don’t I feel any pain? As far as I know, if the flesh of a living creature starts decomposing, it’s a very painful process. But I… I feel no pain at all…
No, it’s not just a simple flesh decomposition. It’s metamorphosis. I’m changing. But how am I changing? What am I becoming? A living corpse? A monster? Whatever it is, very soon I shall lose any human signs, and they will be replaced by something else, much more sinister…
Dark spots appeared in severa
The Walking Dead. Bloody Rain. Apocalypse Is NearThe Walking Dead. Bloody Rain. Apocalypse Is Near by Predaliena
“Well, how is your friend, Astrid? Is she fine?” I asked.
“Pretty fine, more or less” she said, “she’s not going to stay here for a long time. Her health is improving fast, so she will be leaving this place soon”.
“I’m glad to hear it” I replied, “this hospital is really a good one, service quality is one of the best ones in the city”.
“Yes, and the chief doctor is so damn handsome…” Astrid grinned, “I’d love to have him as my boyfriend”.
“Hush, he’s coming!” I whispered, “be quiet or he will hear you!”
Before Astrid could finish the phrase, the chief doctor appeared from his office. I noticed her blushing heavily but she turned away from him, so he wouldn’t notice it. At that moment we reached the lift, pushing the button. Soon enough it came, the doors opened, and I started talking:
“Hey, you know what? I…”
The cup of fameA year ago a pair of writers, Chad Whitman and Kyle Swade developed a pet project with a script with rich back story and characters. No one was interested much in them. They were young and though had some mild success on their own. They had little luck at their side selling the project they loved most. During their research they met a man who was working on his thesis regarding European and Asian lore. He told them of a chalice that contained a group of stones at symbolized many of the elements. These were in a small pouch represented by beautiful bright stones.The cup of fame by xBennyRGraux
They had odd characters neatly carved in them. He showed them to the men and they seemed to feel power emanating from them. He placed them in a pouch and said that if placed within a cup made of iron and wood, filled with water to the brim, lighting fire and other details in a notebook he had it would give anyone success, power and eternal life. If done wrong it would do nothing and the one who drinks it would simply get
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This place is consacrated to the beauty of horror. This group was created for the purpose of gathering the few wandering monsters that we are. By doing so, we will enjoy ourselves in the bloody field that makes us grin, share our passions and hopefully, find more interesting masterpieces from each other.
Therefore, we want to see your most morbid, shocking, bloody and disturbing work! For the moment, that is the only rule of the group!
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We still have established a 4 submission limit per day. By cons, we have sections in the gallery where you can post your magnificent work. Make sure they are submitted into the right section. Otherwise, for now it will simply moved into the section that fits better for the first time.
If your work is not accepted in one of our section, it doesn't mean that your works are considered ugly, it just doesn't meet the selection parameters for the moment, or submit in the wrong section.
Don't forget the Favorite section, then you can always suggest deviations!
Featured section is reserved for works that now are considered more striking than others and is now closed and reserved for the administration who will select the works posted in other sections to place them in featured.
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