Kira Ruthlynne

She gazed across the murky blue of the ocean.. Its dark depths a haunting memory of days buried deep in her mind... The salty air breathed kisses upon her skin as her feet tasted the sandy shore of the beach. The sun was setting.. A cloud fire of hues warming the sky... Even though the surroundings were beautiful and the sea calm..her heart weighed heavy. Her mind tormented by thoughts and body guided by the aimlessness.... The sea was calming though...the only sound t

I reached through the dark... Grasping for the other side... Seeking what I could not find... A mirror stood in its place...reflecting the simplicity of my face... Time seemed to slow as I gazed...watched... the stranger in the mirror.... Barely recognizing myself....the creases and wrinkles...the dryness of the skin...and the paleness of the eyes.... It was the eyes that creeped me out the most.... Hollow...weak...color almost gone... like the life had been drained from he

The mansion on the corner street was a favorite place for kids to fear or mischievous kids in my brothers case. One long night after the house had been strangely taken down, my brother told me a different kind of bed time story. This story took place a year ago when he and a friend dared venture into the house. From a small crumple note found within, they made up a story of the past residents that they thought suited the abandoned house. Looking obligingly out the window, a

Once I had hoped for a good to overtake my evil. I’m not the every day evil who goes out and murders someone…no way…it’s something way more ritualistic than that...something that is kept deepen the dungeons of wet slimy walls and dead carcasses of overotted rats. I go there…in fact I go there often, sometimes in my sleep. This place knows no evil, it knows nothing else but the smell of stained blood and rotted guts. Have you been there? It’s even better in the summer…where th

I feel so lost as in some kind of dream of unknown things…will you help me? Will you take me out of darkness’ wrath and unfold me in your arms…steal me away…as if there was no tomorrow and as if the night was the greatest spot on earth. Treasure our past, think of our future, live in the now and feel me encompass you my strength, my love, my harmony with the inner souls of light. Love me…for the now, feel no regret and long for our next day to come. Bring out all your animosi

I drifted in the shadows of the burning fireplace staring into its crimson glow. I placed my empty wineglass on the mantel piece and my thoughts drifted to my past and the bringing of the present, wondering what was to become of it all. There where ghosts at the back door and at the front. What was I suppose to do? To run? To hide? Such nonsense answers with no solutions. I would open the front door to find strange myths and illusions of what lay beyond. Turning I’s slip to

Sullenly, I walked onto the snow filled night, I could feel the snow upon my naked feet. I looked up at the glowing moon to see is shining brightly over the earth’s frosty surface. Tears began to fall…but I didn’t notice, all I could…would allow myself to feel was the penetrating cold and my feet becoming numb as Fiona Apple’s song went through my head, “And it’s calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion…” Slowly, I began my walk, wearing only my nightgown and a blank

Quietly she slipped out of the door and into the desolate alley. The smell of garbage and of inhuman death reached out at her through the darkness. Scrunching her nose in distaste she pulled up the cloak hood and tightened it around her body. It still was bone-freezing cold no matter what thickness she wore...and that troubled her. She picked up her pace conscious of the alley’s eerie stillness and harboring murkiness. She shouldn’t have left, she thought, knowing he’d notice