The Deviant

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Where am I now? I've disappeared. A red moon is rising and the fog has cleared. What did I do? I was mislead. When did I come to the world of the dead? "You better hurry, the overture has now been played. Run, run! Presto! Too much allegro! Just follow the rest of my brigade. Sing, sing!" A choir of thousand voices. A thousand spirits with no choices. They've lost their shape. I need to escape. Collect ten souls: invigorate. Collect ten more: reanimate. Still, I'm not safe. She's after me. Leave me alone. I want to break free. Through the wicked forest, through the thickest mist, under naked sky where I once was kissed by the one whose name I've vowed to never speak again. Her treacherous lips have poisoned many men. One unfortunate gaze into her eyes and you will have to pay the price. No faces, no hearts. Slaves of the black arts. As I see light slipping through the forest roof, fingers reaching for me. I feel a gentle touch, a cold caress. My eyelids close and I can sense her. The fairest one, with blackened eyes. A faint scent's bringing back memories of a place void of hope. As we approach the postlude my mind goes blank. Time burns beauty into ash, turns death into life. Lily brings beauty into life, brings death upon the living.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

I wonder if you know: Is this the last time, my eyes on you? It's the strangest thing you'll ever see and be a part of. Where you are I'm sensing danger; it's pouring down. Scrutinizing the world inside and out. I try to change it to make you safe. It's the strangest thing you'll ever see and be a part of. Innocent and born untainted; the purest form. From birth to death, let us dance among the stars. Don't let go of my hands 'til I say release. Laugh your way through life and keep your head high, but you better build a shelter, for they spread... Hate and atrocity. They feed on fear and animosity. They spread hate... My love for you the purest one with heart made of gold; it will succeed to fill up the void of those whose lies are considered the law. The moon has now turned red and the stars have aligned. As you've been waltzing around the time turned ripe to switch from gloom to joy.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Ominous intentions sending chills down my spine. One soundless voice: "Surrender, give in to me. You shall rest in my embrace." Running would lead me nowhere. I need to face what lies ahead. As the horizon closes in, I can't stop the panic from breaking out. You are the enigma, the violence in my dreams. Through shadows, alone I am walking, guided by death. I feel thousands of eyes staring at me, but the room is empty; no one is near, no one is far. The most holy of vows means nothing to her. As time goes by the orchestra plays the music, forever conducted by Lily. This was the first time but also the last. Trapped in limbo with her. This marks her territory, it's where she reigns. I feel her presence envelop me. Ominous intentions sending chills down my spine. One weightless touch of madness, loneliness and sorrow. I feel for her. I've succumbed, my life is now in her hands. As darkness beckons: goodbye to the past. Her spasmodic movements incites venturous ways: Dissonance that conveys disgrace. As the harp plays, my scream drowns out. As the drums pound, my soul is devoured. The reed section leaves a sneer on her face. Come the choir, my body decays.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

I'm walking down on my own; voices whispering. It sickens me, but I must shut out. There's nothing left but for me to wallow in pain. Come with me, my breathren. Step up and I'll clear the view. You need to open your eyes so you can see for yourselves. The very foundation is never again, never again. We're doomed never to walk the marble floor again. So where do we go and where does it flow? This life-stream, an endless torrent, pushing us through the ever-tightening grip. Though it seems to always leave us in thirst, we will not succumb to death. So where do we go and where does it flow? Our minds were set: we would not yield. Never should we be treated as mere meat. Though we were alone, facing their horde, we left them with a reeking pile of corpses. Where do we go? Where does it flow? These carnal breeds need a place to wallow in pain. Walking down on my own. Voices whispering. Sickens me, shutting out, nothing left but to wallow in pain.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

All their truths have been broken. The fundament was built on barren soil. The mist is clearing. Morning light's breaking through the cracks. It's getting apparent; the landscape has changed. The color has faded. My smile is slowly failing. We're out of justice. My smile is slowly failing. Their faces are blurred beyond recognition. It seems as if all their bodies have been eviscerated. No emotion. There is no motion. The mouse-wheel stopped long ago. There is no motion. My body is dried out. All my joints have corroded. My legs are worn out: Ruptured, surtured, ruptured again and again. The wounds dig deep. What is this feeling inside? It crept up on me, slowly. Out of nowhere it came: A sensation not of the flesh but of the mind. What am I to make out of this when all I hear are lies. All their truths... A change in plans A change of heart Leading me up to a new path The path of pain The path of suffering A path so dark and cold I take my time, a breath of ice. A final look in the mirror to separate the mind from the I. I dress up, clean my hands and cover my face. A veil of hatred to mask my impurity. I clutch my hands and feel the power growing. It's unstained, it's sharp; ready to be put to work in a frenzy.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025