Category: After Power

  • In the mirror the reflection laugh in your face

    Self: O! Do we feel the sadness weight in the knowing, and speculation of non-existence? A deep sadness of fear for not existing to enjoy the wonders of the world. [ Shadow ] Adhere animal! On your knees, crawl like a wolf in starvation tugging and tearing meat! Look at me! [ Malvolient ] It…

  • Fear the Darkness – An Erotic Dance

    Observer: The abyss is but darkness, and in the darkness is me – the Shadow. I whom walk unseen. [ Lady Predation ] Val et de Tyra, mi. My greatest Warrior. Demon! Shadow! King! [ Malvolient ] Husk at selv ikke du er immun mot din egen skapelse… Tira! [ Lady Predation ] Kom å…

  • The Shadow’s Mourning

    What is before my eyes, is but what you cant see, while i can. Only three are ever needed, alike a solar system laying in perfect harmony, slightly affected by the other. The Violence of Destruction, and maybe i am insane to poke it just a little to hard? The moral of the story when…

  • A Shadow’s Artistic Hope

    It is but human to invent music and art, and even monsters and shadows are artists in their own right. Our voices echo through out history; Cries of Mercy. War cries! The ones fiercely loved, and the one fiercely in love. It seems the difference of ‘monster’ and ‘shadow’ is difficult to grasp as concept.…

  • Beneath The Crown of Power – Lady Predation

    I am the silhouette of one True King! The Shadow! The Wielder of the Sword of Tyranny, and death follows where i walk. Dance for me puppet, i am the master manipulator! [ Malvolient ] Observer: Show me your beauty, enthrall me. Show me your deadly and venomous teeth. Bite me, watch me become God-like.…

  • After Power – 1

    It is but mere miracle that life exist, and those who know anything about me knows the darkness. Power flow… And through me, might makes right. But yet is who think ‘Might makes right’: Right as is rightious? Justice? Perhaps modern humans are naive with their over complications of might ‘is’ therefore enforcement makes ‘is’…