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The Path of Silent Despair

Palled by eerie silence, the path I follow is one of broken dreams and a slaughtered soul. My steps echo faintly, lost in the...

Embers of the Black Rose

The smoke swirls in my room, mingling with the scent of the candle that has melted away. Do you think it is just the...

Whispers of a Mythical Image

Where do you disappear, my elusive fairy? I am mad with longing for you, for the image of you that haunts my thoughts. A...

The Flame of Rebirth

In the dark, my shadow conceals itself, wrapped in empty silence, as the cold wind whispers through the room. Dead silences speak to me,...

The Haunting Flame of Melancholy

The candle flame flickers weakly, its dim, frail light struggling to illuminate the dark. Its tears of wax drip down, casting shadows of forgotten...

Blissed Meditation in Fragrant Atmosphere

In this fragrant atmosphere, under the brilliance of the night, everything feels so fresh, so radiant, so illuminated. The air, filled with a gentle...