belphegor

Columbina my beloved, I hope this letter reaches you. The rouge vampires are after you you must return to me my love. Come to me. 
          
          Yours forever ~ Dorian 

Oh the poet has died oh how I was once dedicated now my journey continues but not here. Farwell its finally over its over you are free your free to go. 

It's consuming me, every inch of my body. I see him. The tall one. And its not some funny game my mental health is going down again. What dose he want. 

Death is a beautiful thing, but it feel like your trapped no where to go. Within these walls the writings begin to stop since there is no more room. I want to escape this room and hide away in the deep woods away from the horrors I have to face but even if I run trying to live a better life it seems as im living another one, one where I do things of the dark. Welcome to my world. I'll show you around be dont fright the tall man won't hurt you. 

Pomegranates!!!

Please dont bother me with creepypasta related things. 
          If you have any questions feel free to ask. 
          
          My research consists of 
          Demonology 
          Cryptids 
          Witchcraft 
          And the darkness of old ancient knowledge 
          And I will only share what I can share.  
          
          I have never been bothered before so dont start now. 

Watchers are like parasite they latch on for more to consume. 
          Snow is beautiful but deadly. 
          Earths soil is great for life. 
          Mushrooms are beautiful but feed on the dead. 
          Herbs are useful and make for magical properties and healing.  
          And rabbits make for good eating. 

I feel a little chaotic tonight. Let's cause some chaos. 

Thank you so much for adding Kalopsia to your reading list <3

I crawled out of the graveyard 
          Now death follows me 
           I have life and death now at my side 
                Some things are left in the graveyard 
          I should've stayed.