The Spire of Malign Splendours

The Spire of Malign Splendours

Numerous pallid portraits await inside these shadowy hallways. Some visitors may find resonance and catharsis in these depths; others may experience unease and distress of the mind.
25
Feb
Of Luster, Dimmed

Of Luster, Dimmed

This place used to hold a certain magic. Storefronts animated by the essence of olden days. Wood & candle. Sweets
1 min read
21
Jan
In Stasis, In Between

In Stasis, In Between

To thrive when surrounded, Or in isolation. In the thrum of the built, and the mechanical, or in the calm
1 min read
04
Dec
Of Wreath and Yuletide Omens

Of Wreath and Yuletide Omens

A sound wakes you. Or was it only there in the realm between waking and dream? Drowsy and with sinew
3 min read
23
Oct
Of Blue Blood and Burning Sanctuaries

Of Blue Blood and Burning Sanctuaries

Cut me open Separate the seams that bind Until I no longer see my Self —As long as I bleed
3 min read
03
Oct
We, The Flagellants

We, The Flagellants

We build ourselves a cage to attain that which a broken society tells us we need to want. And in
1 min read
26
Sep
Our Painted Faces

Our Painted Faces

Paint your faces. Layer upon layer. A chosen reality. To masquerade as the thing we dreamt of being. Bent and
2 min read
26
Apr
To Defy the Mirror's Truth

To Defy the Mirror's Truth

A Descent (adapted from the original text written in MMXXIV) She gazed deep within herself and saw its mark—the
1 min read
15
Mar
One Moment of Quiet Solitude

One Moment of Quiet Solitude

The chaos of our society, its dogma’s and its pressure—it gets to me. And it gets to most
1 min read
16
Jan
In Conclave They Sanction Our Ways

In Conclave They Sanction Our Ways

The social dogma's of our world seem to grow by the hour. The general consensus on what we
1 min read
15
Jan
To Muse Upon This Vexing Realm

To Muse Upon This Vexing Realm

I look upon this world, vexed and troubled by its state–disbelief and worry stirring within me. Merged in the
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