neverendingdreamer25

 "Mr. Crepsley!" Darren called for me within the Hall of Khledon Lurt. I turned from my mug of blood to see what he wanted. He had a mischievous grin, which worried me. He sat across from me with curious eyes. "Yes, Darren?" I asked cautiously. I slowly started bringing the mug up to my lips. "Why'd you become a vampire?" He asked. I froze, nearly dropping the mug. I knew Darren was curious by nature, but to be this curious… "Why do you ask?" I pressed on. He shrugged. "Gavner told me every vampire has their own reasons, and I was curious to know what your reason was." I decided it would not be bad to tell him. After all, he wa

and in the end, with your rain water eyes and sunflower hair, I could not convince you of my love but when the one who could never appreciate the way you could sing of your books and friends lied, saying they loved you so, my astray princess, I can only stare longingly at you from a distance, over the court yard of white roses, I must wonder why?

John walked into the flat with his arms full of bags, trying to keep them from falling, he danced to the kitchen and laid each one down in a spot where the clutter wasn't too bad. After doing so he put away what needed to be kept fresh and tiptoed to Sherlock's bedroom. The detective had been sick with a cold for a few days now and didn't seem to be getting any better. When John pushed the door open lightly he found Sherlock lying in a fetal position on his bed, lightly snoring. He smiled, the pose reminded him of a child. After all, that's all Sherlock was. A grownup child. He went back to the kitchen and put the other groceries away, tryin

Ten black roses that glow in the dark, ten black roses to blacken your heart. Ten black roses that shine in the night, ten black roses glistening and bright. Ten black roses to numb the pain, ten black roses drowning in shame. Ten black roses tattooed on my back, ten black roses blacker than black. Ten black roses to camouflage fears, ten black roses to wipe away tears. Ten black roses are evil and cold, ten black roses wilt and unfold. Ten black roses an isolated curse, ten black roses torn and hurt.