Horror: Through the Looking Glass(WARNING: Strong themes involving death)Horror: Through the Looking Glass by l1k3gh0sts
I had to say goodbye to her again today. I had to. It's been just like every other time so far. I watch the pain cross her features. I want to reach for her so badly but nothing seems to get through. It used to be really scary to watch her like this. I guess you get used to everything after a while no matter how painful it is.
I watch her make a slip knot and check it carefully. Her touch over the fabric is disturbingly gentle and warm. I want desperately to say something to her but I can't. All I can do is watch as she places the soft silk around her neck again. I want to scream at her but I know it won't do any good. She won't be able to hear me even if I do. It won't change anything at all.
I feel the cold air rush over me again as she opens the closet door and starts gathering clothing. It's like this every time but why can't I stop it! I feel sick and can taste bile rising into the back of my throat as she starts to carefully place the item
Coverage of a new coverIt's up. The new cover for "The Centaur" is now posted.Coverage of a new cover by 914four
The book release date has slipped a little to June 21st, 2014, due to unforeseen difficulties.
Books one and two, featuring Tanita and Tanus, as interpreted by Ileana Hunter.
Book three is tentatively planned for release in late fall, 2015.
(more to come)
Love is a weird scienceThe anticipation is unbearable. I am so anxious, I almost drop a bit. I know he will be here soon, he is always part of this routine, and it never fails. Well, almost never, there was that one time... but that's not really important, and besides, that certainly wasn't his fault. He will be here soon, just a few more instructions to manage and he will be here. Perhaps today I will tell him that I love him. I'm certain he already knows, but I've never told him. He is so perfect, how could he possibly not know? Just a few more nano-seconds and he will be here! I know these instructions, they are his entourage, his retinue, his honour guard. They precede him everywhere, announcing his arrival, preparing his grand entrance, clearing the way so that he may accomplish his glorious mission! I feel my temperature rise as he approaches, my creator would claim that it is because I am working so very hard, but I know that it is his love for me that warms me so, it is his love for which I was born,Love is a weird science by 914four