http://slow.writerscafe.org/lordofthemad The original writings of author Lord of mad men en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775974870 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 As I stood at the periphery of my mind in solus.I looked down from my precibus into the dark abyss It was void of life,light,and love. .I stumbled back for this was my subsequent future.The space beneath my feet began to fracture and fragmentFor I thought light was inextinguisha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2052089/ Felix dropped carlet from his grasp to the floor she gasped for air ad he turned to leave.I am afraid it is not a choose love. Said verminaHe turned to vermina and said in a cold sharp tone " i have nothing to say to the vile fowl lowly beast A sharp painful rigged voice cur throuth th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2051928/ As the dark figure seized its pray in it;s grasp it could feel the creatures heart beating against its ribs with such force and speed. Then the figure lifted the creature off of the ground with a single hand on its throat his fingers firmly wrapped around its neck. The creatures clawed and s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2047749/ I was born anew when I met you.My heart seemed like it knew you.I grew and grew.After all we have been through. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2042376/ Goodbye love. We never had the best relationship.You were complex and confusing.But you were real.You were in every thing.But I can no longer love.So i must say far well love. You bring joy and sorrow. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2039103/ From the darkest reaches of my soulA lone beast cries outIt feels how brittle it's chains have becomeIt longs to walk in the lightNot as man but as beastMy strength is slowly withering. The lock that bound this beast in placeLies on the floor of my soulShattered beyon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2033832/ My sweet belovedHow did it end up like thisMoments ago your laugh filled my worldSpreading light and happinessNow all I can hear is the faint echo Taunting me and tormenting with thoughtsOf what was and what could of beenI walk the empty corridors of my soulI search for any of th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2031508/ I contuned to do my search. I could not find any further information on this shop besides a name. The name of the shop was "The Amanuensis's hoard.". I was not quite sure what was sold at this shop but the owner was only listened as R. Marks. There was no contact information for this store of any .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2007377/ As I woke up I the morning my mother asked me where was I all day. I told her I was walking around town. I did not like lying to my mother but I also did not like getting her in trouble. I ate my breakfast. Some bacon and sunny side up eggs. I then ran to my room and closed the door. After making.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/2004552/ In early days of The Order, there were no knights. We had not yet had a name for those who fought the night. We called them Brothers. One brother that is noteworthy was Dahon. He was young when he joined the order. His story was filled with pain and sorrow. 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Then I remembered a book I had read in the vault a few prior years about how some things from the town were sent to a museum in the city.  Which included.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1994320/ So this story starts when I was but a young lad...I was around twelve when it all started... Ah, it's been that long.I grew up in a small town that was very old. It predated the 12 colonies. The town was founded sometime the revolution by the Spanish. The town had old buildings that were crumbling b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1994318/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1986463/ I stood in the rain waiting for youThat rain turned to a downpour but I did not giveI watched you laugh and smileI tried to speak but words never left my mouthOr the words I wanted to speakI never filled my words with venom and spiteThen lightning began to strikeEvery tim.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1977720/ As the fire flickered, people began to circle the fire.An elderly man with long silver hair began to speak “Come, come gather around.”  A small girl said “Elder could you tell us the story of our people?”The small group made sounds of agreement.The elder said “yes,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1974981/ I was ripped from the darkI was blinded by the lightI learned to adjustI welcomed the warmth of the lightThen I started to fallI fell deeper and furtherIn to the darknessSurrounded By the cold darkI was blinded and left alonein the dark...... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1966575/ My soul is blackMy blood bleeds redI listen to the voices in my headI think they will miss me when I am dead http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1964283/ As the man takes a knee he picks up a broken shard of porcelain. 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I need to try to feel something. really anything... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1958136/   I see a weak broken dark figure stand before meWith a twisted smile that chills my very bonesThis smile slowly fades showing the pain the lurks behindThis pain is only shown one other wayThis pain lurks beneath the figures cold dark almost lifeless eyesAs I fix my gaze upon this figure I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1957132/ This hollow cold shell I call my body Has become the cell of my soul I can feel it was once free and pure But that was long ago It feels of sorrow and longing now Time has not been kind to this soul I feel everything it had been through I am not it's first I will not be its last cell But it is not I.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1952979/ You lurk behind my smileYou linger in my eyesYou hide in my voiceYou slumber inside my soulYou are a part of meAs I am a part of you http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1951083/ He looked at the wounded and said with a steady voice “you missed all the fun, friend.” The wound man said in a hashed broken unsteady voice” while you were playing I was saving the women and children”They both laughed.*A tall figure walked out of the tunnel with staff in han.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1949693/ His Eyes are weighted down by the pain of this world A smile is formed on his lips because of the thoughts that this pain won't last much longer Pain shoots through the his heart to enter another's The cold creeps up through his body for he has not said his goodbyes but it was too late for that now .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1945496/ A long time ago on a cold rainy night, a child was born during a storm that flooded the lands. 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Before my mom got home so after sch.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1931141/ November 17th I found out that one of the outcasts Told Katie everything. That explains why everyone at school keeps meowing at me calling me Catwoman. they now know all Fantasies and my Fanfic. (Why did i share that with them?) Now I can't even trust my "friends". I am a freak amongst the frea.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1931133/ October 21st I held KJ's hand today it was so soft and felt like our hands were made for each other. KJ did not seem to mind but I am not sure if that's good or bad. October 27th I can't stop dreaming about KJ. Every time we spend time together I feel free. I feel more like myself. I am not con.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1931129/ October 2nd Today in gym I did not have to shower with the others because I was on clean up duty. Thank the heavens! I noticed that KJ is not in my classes. I am guessing KJ is in a different class set. But KJ was in the gym I watched KJ the whole time. We both did not do much just sat there waiting.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1928379/ I want to know if I could make a story out of this or not.... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1928099/ The world broke you It shattered you Then a light began to shine It was I As you started to pick up the prices of yourself I helped you We put them together I help keep them together no mater how hard things got I was there to hold you together But now I am leaving It is not because I can't hold you.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1927969/ As he sat there in a throne made of bone and stone he thought to himself "How long has it been? Hours?days?weeks? I can't even tell anymore" My Lord may we please speak about the matter of our idel?Ah,yes we may. Tell me how the rune works. My Lord I can not tell you that for I do not kn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1924515/ At 0600 hours I was heading to The province HQ for what I assumed was a standard briefing. I arrived at HQ  at 0800. Once when I pulled into the complex I was seized and a black bag was put over my head and I was knocked unconscious with some kind of drug. I woke u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1922262/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1922228/ As I took her hand I could feel her hand slightly shake so I laid my other hand on it and said softly " it is okay we can go slow baby girl" as I looked in her big beautiful eyes I softly pressed my lips against hers slowly pulling her closer. I slowly moved my lips away from hers.Then I lead her in.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1914458/ The man beneath the mask The mask felt like its mass was limitless The man under the mask was made of glass He blended into the classes He let time pass by He hides became part of the cast He hides his past beneath the this mask This mask will not last The mas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1912840/ We are one in the sameOne forged in unearthly firethe other forged in tinted lightyet they both are beautiful in their own wayboth from different beginningsboth are so different but so alikeboth forge each other's purest formboth bonded in a forge greater than the ones that forged them http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1912107/ Case file of Octavius BorgiaCase file Borgia, OctaviusFull name Octavius Benjamin BorgiaClass nobleRank director Case file level 200 to 225Species dhampirBorn 1480Parents mother was a vampire by the name of Annabella father an undisclosed male member of the Borgia familyRank dire.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lordofthemad/1907249/