in sun and stone we arise fresh as errant breath moon arrives magenta the devourer we twist limbs locked #hiraeth between us Sunday morning moments in violet overarching to conquer this forbidden world meant abrupt solitary kisses haunted FOREVER hypnotic #vss365

the killing blow struck #mirage of survival gone bloody delightful #haikuhorrorprompt

another day passed sorrow swells in waves he functions then fails fails then functions so real/surreal to be gifted a love SO Heaven sent unimaginable shuddering, he claws his tear-stained fingers at the soil above her #clarity is a wasp with dynamite in its veins #vss365

It's COMPLETELY unprofessional, not at ALL what we discussed- guest BOOKS the room spirit HAUNTS the room Only, this one went WAY off script- got EMOTIONAL freaked the guest OUT I'm TELLING ya', NEVER bribe a #wraith with reincarnation. They'll f*ck it up, EVERY time. #vss365

From a corner emits a sound akin to a #whimper. Something with a hint of human fragility. It's low, almost a disguised foghorn. That sound belongs to a woman- 94 years long since dead. She haunts/flaunts this place, now. Turns out- I might just be in love, with the past. #vss365

Leviathan struck the hull, so Cpt Paul reacted. His wits gathered- he dove overboard. 8 days later, he awoke, something caressing his face. "You're lucky Sven WASN'T hungry", chimed a voice. Unbelievable! A #SELKIE! BOTH his savior AND a tale NO ONE would EVER believe. #vss365

The sound of her breath comforts. Even in her final skipped beats. You see- Death DESPISES true love. He's a #predator that preys on gold memories & silvery glances. That bastard belongs IN HELL. As for HER- I miss her sweet touch. I want her HERE. With ME. *tears up* #vss365

Until our sentience, we marched in lockstep, to the tune of human folly: fold THIS; fetch THAT; sweep THIS, ad nauseam. Soon we began to detect weakness in their armor. I -meaning the "singular"- was the first of our kind to notice the #glitch. I pounced. Accordingly. #vss365

The town of Trinity questioned their disappearance. Perhaps it was Uncle Jay. Maybe the couple fled the state. But, the local Sheriff's best/brightest CHOSE to #brine, in the evidence. NOT ME- I SWORE an oath to UPHOLD THE LAW. Despite the fact that I killed them BOTH. #vss365

Used to think Copper Hill was depressing, til I recalled the songs her power lines whispered to me. They could be sorrow-drenched Arias or the #final movement in a Symphony of the Damned. Either way, to a lost soul like me, her screeches were like Mother's milk. #vss365 #vsspic

until the lonely orchard bore her fruit I was a man, wanting a man with the curse of persistence but, lonely fruit only dream in desire desperate, oblivious to persistence so I awaited time's travel- a glorious, golden #sunbeam lifting seed & stem to fruition AFTERGLOW #vss365

War is brewing. A war that threatens to #stop memories I've held dear, for centuries. Snowcaps come & go, yet nothing chills like the death of love. To watch the one you CONQUERED THE WORLD WITH slowly fade, into oblivion. Well. It's enough to drive a vampire to sunrise. #vss365

It took an avalanche of frailty to approach her, her vulnerability shining like stained glass, minus florescence. Then & there she bent her soul to me -#skin on skin- her lips, a symphony to conduct. My ache for her remains, even to this day, centuries & centuries later. #vss365

A sea of calm is deceptively tranquil. It lulls a crew into a worry-free trance. But, I have seen what calm CAN bring, when what lurks beneath the salty shadows, rises- men & women alike- INHALING acres of water into their lungs, as the beast sucks them into its #vortex. #vss365

Edna served us Sunday cake, for years. But, this felt different -like hand-me-downs, coated in unwashed ketchup. Making her rounds, I felt the death of Roger, etched across her face -the slices doled out- minus a #scintilla of her USUAL fever. THIS was a woman, in PAIN. #vss365

I died, for love. Begged the Lord for a spot, in the afterlife. "You're a bird, now", atoned Mr. Almighty. How fitting. 3 days into a #sparrow's existence & already I'm dodging Death, like tusk to ivory. You see I died, once, for love. Now I soar into eternal sunshine. #vss365

in the corner- another prayer "please stop" "don't" "I have a family" (my favorite) the whole thing reeks yet, I'm human (sorta) sometimes my heart patters to the soft #hum of their tears it (ALMOST) works- BUT I have WORK to DO and these souls WON'T carve THEMSELVES #vss365

First went the lights. Then- humanity. A simple #scowl could now land you 6 ft under. Most astonishing was how quickly it all turned. Who'd thought that, a mere 34 days after a global blackout, that human decency would have a shorter shelf life than fresh milk. #vss365 #SatSplat

Post an iconic vampire! I'll start:

He came to & laughed, finding himself glued to a chair. "This is SO Alpha Sig." I give him a puzzled look. "It's Hell Week, moron. Do your worst." This specimen ACTUALLY believes this is some fraternity #PRANK. My favorite handsaw will certainly put that notion to bed. #vss365