Tag "Dark" - Works and Original stories

He gave her the freedom to find solace in other's hands.

I have never had a choice Poison colors and dead animals Were a perfect way to spend My kids-last lovely vernals

Too much time has passed for him not to go crazy after her.

Victor. who is he? A brilliant inventor? A brilliant scientist? No... far from it. A madman who has given up emotions - that's the most honest description of himself, which Victor could recognise only on the verge between death and life... and that's how it would have ended, if one entity hadn't decided to give our hero another chance...

How many more sunsets must I witness, Before the shadows of doubt disappear? How many tears must I shed, Before the pain is finally lost in the wind?

In the stillness of the night, Whispers of the wind take flight. Shadows dance upon the wall, Silent echoes fill the hall.

n the city of lights where shadows dance, Amidst the chaos of cars and chance, Murmurs of dreams and broken glass, Whispers of hope and memories past.

In a city where the days stretch like intertwined threads on a loom, there lives a lonely man. He is like a star lost in the bottomless sky surrounded by bright lights. Everything around him seems just as ordinary and fleeting, like an endless sea of faces and voices lost in the hum of the streets.

In the ancient forest, surrounded by darkness and silence, one special vegetation grew. It was wormwood, which preferred to overgrow the graves of bygone times, in which dormant souls slept. Its leaves were so thick and dark, like a veil of an invisible world that was hiding beyond the boundary of reality.

The rabbit should have hopped faster.

Start life with a clean slate? It sounded stupid... Until I died. And did not resurrect! The brains of a forty-year-old cat cat mad at work and the body of a naive girl dreaming of a beautiful fairy tale... And okay, if my troubles ended there! So no, it all just started. After all, among friends there are only enemies, and only one person knows the answers to questions. Really, how to approach the one who broke her nose? Okay. Hell with him! Let's figure it out... For I am Hermione Granger!

They say best ones leaves too early

Lelouch is a man who has worn more than one mask, who has ruined many lives in the name of a new world. And even at the beginning of his journey, he was cold-blooded enough not to flinch from bullets over his head, to lead men and kill his own brother. But what had happened to him that made him like this? When did he first hide himself behind the mask? Perhaps when... he first time took a life? Pre-Canon, the time of the British invasion of Japan.

sketch of song, inspired by twenty one pilots

I am an investigator and work in the police. Recently I was entrusted with a very complicated and mysterious case: in our city an unknown person kidnapped people, leaving in return on the beds pictures of the kidnapped people, whose faces expressed horror...

An artist obsessed with horror and monsters has a dream - to paint a portrait of a real monster. When the world unexpectedly is engulfed in darkness, the inhuman creatures began to roam around, she might get the chance to make her dream come true. But she ended up getting much more than she had bargained for.

Once there was a sky so bright, With clouds as white as snow, But now it seems the light has gone, Leaving us all in woe.

Once upon a time, there were people in the beautiful city of Memory who were fascinated by past events from birth. In this city, every house was built from forgotten moments and memories of past residents. The streets were laid out in a mosaic of lost memories, as if every step awakened an invisible part of history. People walking along these paths seemed to be imbued with the past, remaining prisoners in their own memory.

—Fuck me, Chase....

Ryder was often subjected to the question: Where are his parents? As he got older, he began to search for them. There will be difficulties along the way that the team will solve together.