It would have been... stunning if the illusion would have lasted. If only, Princess, if only one's death would have come as a moment of breathtaking delightful bliss. To become a bride. His bride. One remembers that day, how peculiar, after the celebration of mortal sanctified love, this jester remembers the sacrilegious despair.

{Cue to a ( Read more... )

There is misfortune scattered in this world and plights we poor souls must endure with strength. But what are we are stolen of our individual identities? What to struggle against ( Read more... )

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. This won’t do! No, no, no. This can’t do! Ever heard of a Mad Hatter sans Hat? It’s the same of a Mad Hatter who isn’t Mad! O, City of Cities! Must you wound this jester so deeply? The grand collection one has kept since the first coming of these esoteric shores is gone! Not a pin or a scrap of black fabric left behind in one’s ( Read more... )