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Annaliese
was born in 1765, and at the young age of twenty-one she
was turned by a Master Vampire by the name of Caleb. She
will forever hate whom she has become - the living dead,
and the torture Caleb put her through will forever guarantee
her hatred for him. The Chronicle link below for the story
of Lies of Two Vampires begins in the year of 1992, on
October 27th.
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Statistics
for Annaliese
Age:
239 years.
Eye Colour: Pale blue.
Height: 5"5.
Apperance: Turned at the
age of twenty-one she will forever hold onto her young
and innocent features. Her pale, delicate skin is speckled
with a soft brush of faded freckles, her hair nearly a
platinum blonde lays straight and reaches below the curve
of her ass when let down.
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Below
is a list of Poetry I've either written, or collected
from numerous websites that I've used to create a mood,
or more imagry in the Chronicle - Lies of Two Vampires.
I hope you like the ones I've written, although, I wouldn't
go in expecting too much. I am, by no means, a professional
writer, let alone a poet - Heh. So, I've given it a shot,
and perhaps landed far, far from my mark. Feel free to
let me know, I'd love to hear your reviews!
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Porcelin
white skin Unscathed for but two marks
Tiny matching punture wounds
A memory from the night I lured you in the dark
Flesh so warm Your pulse beat quickened
My fangs peirce your neck You seem dizzy ,
but not sickened Bittersweet liquid touches my lips
In my mouth it gently flowed Until i pulled away
and smiled Scarlet blood on my fangs showed
Your eyes got darker And your complexion slowly paled
Canine teeth grew sharp An eerie sense of beauty
Forget the times you failed So strong now One of us,
of twighlight blood Stalking human victems
Starts off in waves of sublime silence
Ends in mainstream flood First taste of blood fuels
hunger
Encourages the need to feed Now harsh cravings or
addiction
You're turn to take the lead Bite my neck and share
my strength
For a moment feel a subtle sting Then familiar white-hot
electricity
Followed by the renewed life and energy it brings
So drink deeply from my wound And love me until Death
Alluring the innocent and unaware Were a part of eachother
now.
Welcome to my lie.
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Drought
- By Gina
Leaves fold in on themselves, words fold in--
the color fading at the edges,
crisp & shattering
at a touch. Silent bird,
sing me a song.
The plants withering,
whisper of mistrust.
Who has plucked the voice from your throat?
Who has plucked the rain from the clouds,
the clouds from the sky?
Even the sun cannot be trusted.
Even the sun is poisonous.
All summer going into & coming out of doors,
looking at graphs & charting numbers,
handling the dry leaves of old books.
The fingers are losing their sense of touch.
The body, no longer hungry.
There is no shade to rest under,
just this dry air,
this absence of wind.
Watch the grass burn & burn.
Silent bird, who has filled your mouth with sand?
Who said the secret to flying was forgetting to
land?
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Box
of Lies - By
Rebecca Steffler
Cruel
world,
you've discarded me.
Or not - I've done it unto myself.
Why? I ask - who to ask.
Why now, why not yesterday,
When I could still breathe?
Why did I wait until
it got me here, living?
Is this what it's called.
Death, how could I be
so self involved.
Each task I preform - I hope.
I lie to you, to myself.
Liar! You betrayed me!
You promise a world,
without death, without sorrow.
It cost me life, it cost me joy.
You never said...
how could you?
No explaination was given.
a catch twenty-two.
Damnit! You've ruined me,
a pretty little girl!
You've marked me,
for eternity.
I'll hate you through this mortality.
Your only gift will be that.
To allow me such a small prize,
is an insult, cruelty, wrapped up in you.
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Misunderstanding
- By
Rebecca Steffler
Blindly
I move through these years,
fumbling over realities as each pass me by.
Like faded seasons of warmth and cold,
crisply breaking from one another until they spin
into nothing.
A whirl of colour and sorrow - painfully looping over
until there is no ending and I've lost my hold on
the beginning.
I stand amongst the rubble of worlds
and with hands spread try to steady myself.
I was told balance would be key,
but in a tilt of crazy darkness I loose this precious
item
- It slips from my hold to be lost in that swallowing
black pool.
Now what? What will pull me back to keep things stable?
Between poison light, stinging air; deafening sound,
crimson streams, burning rages and midnight black
- Where will I stand and be solid
amongst what does not make sense?
Who will pull me close in those sheltering arms
and whisper the lies of children’s tales
to soothe what I know so desperately wishes to be
revealed?
Who will save me when nothing is left, when hope is
gone and I've been swallowed whole?
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Can't
Return - By Rebecca Steffler
Ragged
Screams,
Pierce through my soul. I can’t
Let go, Christ! Let it ig go!
Sharpened nails tear at my flesh, frantic
To free what lies inside.
Break it all up,
Break it down.
Destroy all that I know!
I can’t go back to that place.
A place of mind, a gasping moment.
There’s no return for me, and now
Yours has ended – only to prolong mine.
Where is that sweet ending of afterlife?
Where have those choices faded to, or from?
Break it all up,
Break it down.
Destroy all that I know!
I can’t go back to that place.
Who knew it would be this way,
When I stole your kiss,
When you took that breath –
You don’t own me.
You can’t own what you never saw.
You never saw me! Standing in front of you!
Stop, Oh God, make it stop.
Break it all up,
Break it down.
Destroy all that I know,
I can’t return… to that place.
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Whisper
- By
B.Moody and A.Lee
Catch
me as I fall,
say you're here and it's all over now.
Speaking to the atmosphere,
no one's here and I fall into myself.
This truth drives me into madness
I know I can stop the pain if I will it all away.
Don't turn away,
don't give in to the pain,
don't try to hide.
Though they're screaming your name,
don't close your eyes,
God knows what lies behind them;
Don't turn out the light,
never sleep never die.
I'm frightened by what I see,
but, somwhow I know that there's much more ot come.
Immobilized by my fear,
and soon to be blinded by tears,
I can stop the pain if I will it all away.
Don't turn away,
don't give into the pain,
don't try to hide.
Through they're screaming your name.
Don't close your eyes,
God knows what lies behind them.
Don't turn out the light,
never sleep never die.
Fallen angels at my feet,
whispered voices at my ear.
Death before my eyes,
lying next to me I fear.
She beckons my shall I give in.
Upon my end shall I begin,
forsaking all I've fallen for I rise to meet the end.
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How
Does It Feel - By
Avril Lavigne and Chantal Kreviazuk
I"m
not afraid of anything,
I just need to know that I can breathe.
I don't need much of anything,
but suddenly.
I am small and the world is big,
All around me is fast moving.
Surrounded by so many things,
but suddenly, suddenly.
How does it feel to be different from me,
are we the same.
How does it feel to be different from me.
Are we the same, how does it feel.
I am young and I am free.
But I get tired, and I get weak.
I get lost, and I can't sleep,
but suddenly, suddenly.
Would you comfort me,
would you cry with me.
I am small, and the word is big,
But I'm not afraid of anything.
How does it feel, how does it feel.
You're different from me, different.
How does it feel, how does it feel.
You're different from me, different.
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