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Furcadia
Furcadia

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    “And now, the sickness presents itself on my face.
    It arrives in the form of two dark circles,
    The color of a stranger’s shadow,
    Which linger beneath eyes
    That have seen too little of the world.








    ┘     		✝ It arrives in the form of skin so sallow,
    Of cheekbones so sunken,
    Of a mouth too tired to open
    And say all the words I wish held more meaning.         		✝

    ┌



    As the hours pass,
    My limbs become as weak as my will.
    If I only had an enemy lesser than consciousness,
    I could have won by now.








    ┘

    ...and I long for sleep, I ache for sleep...

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    Madder and Woad... It was the best - the most expensive way - to create the colour black, a shade the suited the otherworldly patron and the hauntingly stoic demeanor she held. Arrival was announced not with the tell-tale click of boot upon cobblestone, but the gentle chill and sensation of eyes upon one's back. The Esper held grim secrets behind charcoal black lips, glossed naturally with the occasional press of tongue and hiss of a whisper to no one in particular. She could be called polite, in a sense, if not a bit coy - but still altogether unconcerned with the everyday goings-on of the world around her as seemingly sightless eyes cast themselves off into the void, focused peculiarly on the unseen and the otherwise unnoticed.
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  • Style Genres Yes No
    Style
    • 3rd Person, Past Tense
    • Paragraphs/Mirror Posting
    • [Out of Character] Whispers
    • One x One
    • Small Groups
    Genres
    • Slice of Life
    • Suspense & Horror
    • Historical Mystery
    • Romantic / Tasteful Erotica
    Yes
    • No Consent Character
    • Adults Only
    • Preplanned Plots
    • Dark Themes
    • Public & Private Scenes
      No
    • Mistaking IC for OoC
    • Guilt for Inactivity
    • Monopolizing Time
    • Metagaming Information
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    "They send me away to find them a fortune, a chest filled with diamonds and gold...
    The house was awake with shadows and monsters, the hallways they echoed and groaned...
    I sat alone in bed 'til the morning, I'm crying, 'They're coming for me!'
    I try to hold these secrets inside me, my mind's like a deadly disease..."



    "The day is incomplete, the thoughts of total defeat. I don't know what is happening to me, or if I'll die, 'cause I just never sleep.
    You awoke into my night. You could see the madness in my eyes.
    I've lost control, please save me from myself
    I've lost control, please save me from myself
    My conscience begs for time, 'cause you can't fight the clock ticking inside. I'm just a bigger baby, me acting smart, oh, what irony...
    Where will I end up, tonight? Getting fucked or frying my mind?
    I've lost control, please save me from myself
    I've lost control, please save me from myself..."



    "Thought I found a way. But you never go away. So I guess I gotta stay, now.
    Oh, I hope some day I'll make it out of here, even if it takes all night or a hundred years.
    Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near. Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear.
    Isn't it lovely, all alone? Heart made of glass, my mind of stone. Tear me to pieces, skin to bone.
    Hello... welcome home."



    "I’m unholy, unworthy - eclipse of your eyes. Addiction, attraction, our physical lines blur. Bodies unfurl into each other.... they were meant for this. Death, chemical bliss - and i don’t want to be saved, no...
    I’m down on my knees, my soul in disguise. I pray for the devil- the devil inside.
    If I can't be saved from burning alive, I pray for the devil... The devil inside.
    You’re a vision, a haunting that scorches my eyes. Consciously, constantly can’t justify my reason this time... Cuz no other touch ignites a flame. There’s no one to blame, and i will never be saved, no...