I just realized that when I saw the Behemoth's crimson molt that I had just become the 2nd Crimson Witness. This Behemoth already had 3 Crimson Molts, today it is four but my 3rd.

Hansel, the grate he was on quickly getting hotter, realized being pretty did not mean being good. "How can someone so pretty do us so poorly?" "You think I'm pretty", the witch as

I dragged these words here with me like the rocks upon which I wrote them. The weight of word was the same but the soul was unmarred, still. How to bring back the ripples of that l

Of them all, I think my favorite succubus was Telidtha. She had started out as an Oblate of Ba'al in the backwoods of the 7th Circle of the 7th Hell in the 7th Aeon. She never seem

Slappy the the mad clown and General Custard met at a park on the way to the world famous strip club in the south of Brazil. It was time for a

I try to be fair but the voices won't let me. They tell me that all of you out there are dangerous and that I should never go out but he doesn't know that I go out all the time.

So cozy in my chthonic cocoon cooing and cajoling the moments as they assembled themselves in preparation for their moment in the sun, their splendor. Each a splendid splendor.

Flying maternal units shoving it down into the hedges where Citizens in Good Standing can find it & run the Informant Role when Big Brother was really hoping he'd chose rebellion.

I guess this the place you ask the other steadies if you think I am improving at this or not. Am I improving or not? That's me asking the question. You won't chase me away, please.

Somehow the plank that was meaning had to make the crossing from your side of the gulf to my side. I could not provide you with the supporting structures until that happened.

To many of the Fallen, Satan was a fool. Even in rebellion he is still doing everything GOD told him to do. Exactly everything that HE told him to do. Their fate is locked to his.

None of them was deemed wise who could not jump the gap between what the word meant and what the word meant to him. None. Then there was Jenkins the Leprechaun, formerly of Omaha.

He Who Would Be Prophet sat around in limbo waiting to be Prophet a very long time. For some reason, he had to live all existence just to find a place to be Prophet. I mean how man

I know that too often I leave you no place to hook onto, no chink to latch. And I throw them at you, like now, in batches that sometimes causes splashes and splotches which reminds

24 hours of woe. I wanna be berated. Nothing but a fool. I wanna be berated. Just get me to feel its all my fault. Give me an all out verbal assault. I wanna be berated. Oh oh oh

1:14 AM in the marshes of confusion & the frogs are singing away our positions to whomever chooses to listen. Surely that was planned for and/or around? Otherwise, this is suicide.

These are the votives that we sent you. Use them as you may. There are no restrictions. Everything is allowed to the Horde except the Extreme. The Extreme was barred to all. None

If I was giving my daughter away, if that still has some meaning, to a husband she chose , that last walk would include a Tango.

There was a muted moon glow from down the road where the light rain made the canopy shine with the puddles of moonlight. Kids were there harvesting the moon puddles. The witch woul

This repetition can be overly tedious. That there are different results is proof that they really exist. On what logical view that doesn't torture the truth too much? Which wasn't