

Violet StormThe storm raged, forks of violet and turquoise lightning lit the sky in a abnormal blend of colours. Thunder shrieked like the sound of frenzied harpies, the rain bolted towards the ground, every so often drop exploded into flames of every colour.Violet Storm
In the centre of the blasted land stood a lone tree, several branches were smouldering in a variety of colours. At the base of the tree, atop the last patch of grass lay a wolf cub, sheltering from the storm. Sodden grizzled fur matted with mud with a small burn patch on it's back.
The storm raged for hours, the wolf cub slowly inching towards death. The storm grew bolder,


Blood Oil ExtractsExtracts of The Blood Oil UnlivesBlood Oil Extracts
LIFE
The whirl of engines break the stillness of this place. A mirror of life, the machines do stir with an awakened cry of the screech of metal. Forged in blood and oil to bind flesh and steel in an unliving union, where cold hearted iron is warmed by the flow of blood and flesh is preserved by the drip of oil.
EXPERIMENTS
Hydraulics moved the giant bulkhead door open, though them led to a large room of white reflecting the little light that was in there. In the center sands a bald man in a lab coat and goggles, next to him stood


The WandererThe sky was grey with clouds of a passed storm and in one little sleepy village a man sat in it's station. A train rumbled by to the rhythmic sound of the wheels on the rails, white clouds poured from the funnel and drifted in a light breeze to leave the smell of smoke lingering in the air. The man sat on a cold metal bench it's paint peeling off at the edges and the weathered years rusting the exposed iron. The blistering cold wind ate at his skin but, was no deter from his task he continued as he sow shut his tattered jacket, the discovery of some chair padding he put it to good use insulating his jacket, for the long winter montThe Wanderer
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Beloved gaze in thine own heart
A holy tree is growing there.
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