So many of my ideas would work well in comic form. We need more 'film noir' comics to fill our colourful lives.

She stood holding the yellow rose looking out at the dark street, through the falling rain. He had melted into the darkness as quickly as he had first appeared, leaving her alone again, the slightly damp flower the only reminder that he had existed at all. Alexandra looked down into the rose, the yellow petals were bright, even in the gloom of the ( Read more... )

A song
Lithopedion Baby
By Roy Zomerdyk/Edward ShaddowSo I say that I want you to be my baby ( Read more... )

She stood at the edge of a swarming sea of cheep Armani suits. The fetor of a hundred different aftershaves mingled in the air, giving the small cafeteria a thick musky atmosphere. She felt sickly as the underlying stench of pure male sweat reached her nose. It reminded her of the Dojo after training, although the men there did not wear aftershave ( Read more... )

The sun had started to slowly fall behind the buildings by the time I reached the hotel. Covered in the dull red glow of dusk, the empty city looked calm, almost peaceful; as if humans were a long forgotten animal of the past. With the sun falling behind the skyscrapers they became silhouettes looming over me, whispering in my mind that the city ( Read more... )

Ok when I said "5'1", Ruby red hair, slightly gothic, myschivous grin" I did not mean "5'9, Bald, Metal, slightly creepy eyes, Canadian"
I can see how they are both simliar and how you might have got confused but please read the discription carefuly next time. Okcooltathanx.

On a related note, Canadians rock.

MISSING: Muse! 5'1", Ruby red hair, slightly gothic, myschivous grin. If found please return to Edward Shaddow. If you can read this sweetheart, I miss you dearly and love you with all my heart! Please come back to me, I am a hollow shell without you!

Fourteen days ago, every human on earth disappeared. The silence was deafening. Machines stopped, entire cities hushed, static filled the airwaves. Devoid of human life, the world paused. A minutes silence rang out through the empty streets, not a single noise existed, except the flow of the breeze over the dead cities. A ‘last post’ played by ( Read more... )

A Song

HURT
Johnny Cash
[Originally by Nine Inch Nails]I hurt myself today ( Read more... )

I stood there behind the door, waiting. The sound of her stilettos on the concrete became louder as she approached. The charm on her key ring made a tell-tale jingle as she removed them from her purse, inserting the key gently into the lock. My body tensed as the door swung open and her sweet sensual perfume filled my nose. Intuitively shutting the ( Read more... )