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 Knights Daze No Longer Mourning Enigma Quarantine        (More) 11/28/2016
 The Show Must Go On Mario William Vitale        (More) 11/25/2016
 A Night Without Stars tony parsons        (More) 11/24/2016
 One Heart To Love Mario William Vitale        (More) 11/24/2016
 Here Be Monsters KANEIX        (More) 11/19/2016
 Black of night DavidRankinLymn        (More) 11/16/2016
 Let Me Tell You I Get No Respect Mario William Vitale        (More) 11/16/2016
 Edge of darkness DavidRankinLymn        (More) 11/15/2016
 From the Dark, Watching Enigma Quarantine        (More) 11/13/2016
 3am Enigma Quarantine        (More) 11/13/2016
 Just Another Match, Forgotten Catalyst Enigma Quarantine        (More) 11/10/2016
 The 40 Unit Cure for Sadness Enigma Quarantine        (More) 11/10/2016
 Home Sweet Hell Mario William Vitale        (More) 11/10/2016
 Dark Celebration's  DavidRankinLymn        (More) 11/6/2016
 Quite Insane panther811        (More) 11/4/2016
 Ghost Rose Redrosepetals        (More) 11/2/2016
 Curse of The Werewolf randy-johnson        (More) 10/31/2016
 Missing Oblivion, As If I Had A Choice Enigma Quarantine        (More) 10/30/2016
 If I Ever Met A Hitchhiking Ghost  ThaPoeticFire        (More) 10/24/2016
 A Haunted Willow ThaPoeticFire        (More) 10/24/2016
 The Demon norman        (More) 10/19/2016
 white agony sundeath        (More) 10/17/2016
 Inner Self DavidRankinLymn        (More) 10/11/2016
 Reaching Out LawLess-Lorraine        (More) 10/6/2016
 Beyond The Moment  Huey        (More) 10/5/2016
 By Myself Emotionalman        (More) 10/2/2016
 Thoughts As Dark As Ink morningangel3        (More) 9/28/2016
 Prisoner Emotionalman        (More) 9/26/2016
 Another Sin (Fictional)  Emotionalman        (More) 9/23/2016
 Static Interludes  Enigma Quarantine        (More) 9/23/2016
 


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Knights Daze No Longer Mourning

Eye's open to the piercing sound of the sun as dreams fade to static memory. Distant voices, haunting and prophetic stab wounds in echoing, noiseless cadence.
Feet touch floor and icy tentacles creep their way toward a heart which no longer beats and the Monster under the bed cackles a taunting reminder... The last breath is the only one promised. I forgot my promise. Doesn't seem so important now, anyway.
Downstairs the light infiltrates Windows and curtains which hide dusty cobweb images and the hallway hides the fear of another day. What lies beyond bolted doors can only imagine as nightmares and annoyances I'd rather not contemplate.
So, I contemplate life and death and spy the stereo staring back at me, defiance screaming to be let loose upon the world... So I push play and let it loose.
Instantly I feel it building, rising, overwhelming the Static within. The voices becoming clearer as the darkness weakens and the fear turns red and explodes into a million shiny particles and the energy becomes the momentum that drives the force beyond decibels considered healthy.
The basement door creeks open and Monsters spill into the hall, dead set on destruction, but I don't know this, I've crashed through the door and set this once dysfunctional heart to detonate and with a Razorblade Smile and sweet embrace of the unknown I've left to take over an unsuspecting world.
A world lulled to slumber by tyrant's with drugs disguised as hugs and everyone gladly took to dreaming stasis... But not me.
The knight is cold and dreary with eyes vacant and blurry, but the mourning was once the awakening and so long were the daze until Starlight gave birth to a new song.
Born of a dying Star, raised in the vastness of the Void the warrior of worry was foretold long ago.
A quest to slay the Monsters and rip the very night into the screaming voice of a few billion eyes that are awakening to a new way... And the daze are our own once again and the Knights are many under starry skies as Mourning slips away into the Nether...

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