chasing shadows.

& IN THIS WORLD WHERE DEVILS AND DEMONS PLAY; WHY SHOULD ONE BE HOLY? The spoken words of calmness was enough for the vampire to accept his somewhat humble welcome; —- Many would have screamed / shouted / shrieked to have seen the monster in the guise of man sitting ever so patiently in the corner of the room. Hands clasped upon his lap, frames set on his rather long face, the harbinger of hunger gives a small, peculiar hum as hellish as a demon’s growl in warning.

                                                    —— Despite it not being a warning at all; A simple hum.

—- “DEPENDS. If this world is anymore fun, I may linger longer. If it bores me… I shall move along.” Gloved hand tapped against the back of his hand, symbols long forgotten still imprinted fresh into carnivorous mind. To p r e y & p l a y was his specialty & he quite liked the man’s attitude… for now. At his inquiry, the red death gave a small cant of his head ( ever so watchful from the shadows ) before his voiced boomed softly in the dark.

              “I HAVE NO NAME WORTH MENTIONING. I am simply everything & nothing.”

❛   mr.  everything  and  nothing.    that  sure  is  a  mouthful.   ❜       mused  with  signature  laid  back  attitude.     this  stranger  was  just  that,   vague  and  dipped  in  the  darkness,   but  this  captain  has  danced  with  demons  many  a  time  before.    so  he  had  nothing  to  fear.      ❛ well,   i  suppose  that  answers  my  question  for  now.   ❜       and  neither  of  them  filled  the  air  with  the  musk  of  hostility,   the  foul  stench  of  hatred.    as  far  as  either  of  them  were  concerned,   it  was  just  a  casual  conversation. 

*protection starters / no longer accepting.

                                        hang  my  head   /   drown  my  fear                                                        ‘till  you  all  just  disappear