Nadir-Khanum-Destler

War and Peace Hold me close I will fight you off Those piercing eyes I refuse to take my soul to drain my resolve and leave nothing but spherical glass I push and tug I have such a better advantage how long can I resist before I begin to beg? I press, touch and hold Smoky mascara clouding my conscience and slipping my bare spine into your pianoman fingers I stand, I quiver watching the median divide and conquer our natural tendencies now returned and then I realize I hate you.

After the horrible night of "Life and Death" with the Scorpion and Grasshopper, Christine and Vicomte Raoul de Changy escaped with their lives out of the cavernous third cellar to a normal life of happiness, wealth, and hardship-free. Then, London calls. Raoul receives a business letter that insists he be in London at once one "Royal business of the Crown." He accepts, but then falls ill to Chlorea and claims his life. Living her life as a widow, shadowed by a black dress, she resumes her husband's acceptance to London and leaves one week after the wedding. This is also the time when the infamous Oscar Wilde was rising to fame and would ulti

'The Bonzai Tree' Winter's fury unfolds Black velvet, white lace, silent nights taking a toll on everyday beauty Floral patterns die, withering at nigh replaced with empty appearances and gnarled exteriors No longer a wonder but merely winter's latest victim: once majestic, powerful, an individual among Willows The night stands still, whispering winds howling out for help and forgiveness A need of wanting, a longing for a beautiful mirror water only reflects death Fertile ground of stone the veins are cold, no motivation Rotting wood decomposing body Morosely shedding its years marking its grave as it goes Battles of sea