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DISGUST, UTTER DISGUST"Look at them, Tommay. They writhe in their own filth, complain about problems that they create and stimulate, and theyre fucking senseless. All they care about is furthering themselves and even the good ones only act that way becuase it gives them a sense of release. Theyre the only species on this planet that are capable of war and that, despite having superior minds, still continue to rape and destroy everything that was beautiful in their world."
Proffessor Rekhyt would scowl, the wrinkles in his face showing his disgust at the subject matter. Hed regard the people outside his one-way-window with absolute hatred, his eyes squinted to dark pupils that swirled with a loathing for this race. Young Tommay would glance from the children outside to his assigned Shadow Master and offer a shrug while he jams his hands in his pockets, "Yeah. Theyre really annoying."
Rekyht would only chuckle at the boys retort, "Annoying? Fah! That barel
THE FUTURE IS ONLY A TOOLHed smirk, his crimson eyes narrowed, watching the scene of carnage unravel before him. He was an agent of this. Hed be the one to birth disconent and evil in the hearts of man. Theyd all ask him why he did this, if he wasnt scared of what the future had in store for him.
His reply, always the same, "The future is only a tool. Youre the one who shapes it, makes it what you want, and goes towards it with no way back. I want my future to be filled with pain, and I need that hatred. I thrive from it. The future is my tool. Maybe I cant be happy now, but this tool can give me anything I want, and everything I need."
GOODNIGHTAnd so I find its time again to say goodbye to the world Ive come to know as my own and drift off to a blissful unconciousness. Should my dreams be happy or horrific, I may not know. Though, I can always rest with the promise that I will wake up to this world that Ive come to love so much.
Goodnight everyone, may whatever gods you worship take care of you. I hope everyone has an amazing morning, one filled with the happiness of the new light, breaking through the night which youve slept yourself through.
If anyone feels like leaving me a comment or message, thatd make me happier than you think it would. That sort of guesture is something I really appreciate but rarely have time to experience.
But, alas, night enraptures me. I must go now, to sleep, to that dream world that parrallels ours...
Good night, sweet dreams...
May all of your innocent wishes come true.
THAT NIGHT...And so we parted that night, everything so amazing and unbelievable. It had some flaws, yes, though none to speak of. Chances I could have taken. Things I could have done. Though, all those coulds mean nothing. What was important to me was what I did do. I promised her something that night. I promised her of love and togetherness and marriage and forever. I told her of many nights under the stars, the two of us, lovers, partners, together in body, spirit, and heart. We would never be truely apart. Oh, that night was wonderful, so fun and amazing and filled with this sensation of love. And what a delightful feeling that was, my friends. But, alas, it had to end. I remember holding her, wishing she didnt have to go, my entirety wanting to keep her in my arms forever. I knew it wouldnt be that way, but I wanted her. I wanted every kiss she had to offer. I wanted every word that graced her lips. I wanted everything she could share with me. I wanted it all, to nurtur
STIMULUS AND RESPONSEScientists constantly test things in their labs to better understand the world. They control elements that theyve mastered, they figure new things, they create the stimulus and record the response. What they do every day is manage something smaller than themselves, something fairly mundane, in truth, and fairly safe.
In this aspect, I am the ultimate Scientist. For, you see, Ive broken from the mundane trappings of tables and the gears of the war machine to actually creating responses in people, in life, in the world. Ive always done this. Ill purposefuly do something simply to see how it plays out. Ill initiate a sequence all for the enjoyment of seeing peoples reactions, their respsonse. And unlike elements, which tend to have similair responses every time, a different person will most always have a different response. So, mmm, have I mastered the people around me yet? Perhaps. Its so fun to see them dance around like lab-rats, playing into my gran
GET AWAY FROM ME"Just- Get away from me!!", she screamed, a look of distress over her emerald eyes. I would watch her, wondering what I did wrong, wondering what in this world could have made things this way.
Shed just shake her head, her short, auburn hair ruffling over her shoulders. No words would pass in that moment. Though, we both knew what was happening to me.
My entire heart breaking, all the memories of my times with her, how I shared it all with her, how I gave her my heart, how we kissed in the rain, all my promises of future things to come, all the things I gave her, that ring on her finger, how I was the one there when she had no one, how she was the only thing that comforted me when the world was against me.
Now all that was gone. She was gone. I bet shes smiling. I bet shes got a new victim now.
So why am I here? Why do I bore you with all this? Its pretty simple. I just want to tell you to never put in more than you cant stand to lose. Dont rush thin
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