"Anne Rice is the terrorist of fanfiction"
To show unto the world ,
These wicked little dreams of mine.
Of death and demons, so divine.
Of worlds crashed down so long ago.
Hee hee! My wicked little dreams.
I long to sleep
to find them there,
To gaze upon their wicked stare.
Ahh, sweet bliss to hear,
All their wicked little screams.
So to the world, I lie in sleep,
But really in my world.
I walk the broken streets,
Humming silently of death.
Demons sore upon the clouds,
In colors, shades of gray.
Their screams,
My lullabies
My wicked little dreams.
Past Usernames:
Blood Princess
Thyme
Æon Tragedy
Questing (at some point...)
Sumptuous Baroque: 7,500/9,000
Pandamore Plush: 0/20,000 (roughly)
Bumble Bee: 0/12,000 (roughly)
I luff Dorito, it's so cute ^_^