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An escort of angels...
April 28, 2004|| † ||16:15


My mind is very sharp today. I'm thinking at a fast pace, and it feels great...'tis been a long time since the last I was this way. It's the time to look deeper into the darkness again...

Currently, Damnation And A Day booms in my chamber...putting me in the right mood for this. The music, resembling the tempest in my mind, is taking me someplace...as I close my mind...*enters the trance*

...yes, it feels like I'm being taken...I'm being held by my hands. Opening my eyes, I find myself walking in some rocky plains engulfed with opaque, greenish-gray clouds...my eyes also capture two angels beside me, a platinum blonde one and a brunette one. Both have dark grey wings, and do not wear clothes...they are the ones walking me....someplace. Very attractive females, I must add...but my lust is not awakened by them. I can merely look at them in awe...as we reach a huge cathedral; bent in ruins...most notably, its roof has been blown off...and the steeples still stand even though fragmented. We walk through the barren doors, and I am taken at a slow pace...the main structre within the cathedral looks in great condition although there is some debris lying around.

When I begin to reach the altar, in a flash of blackish-purple light, appears my feline muse...as a black-winged angel, wearing light grey silks...and her eyes glow in neon yellow. My hands are let go of at this point, and the two escorts fly away into the clouded skies...meanwhile I am passionately kissed by my angel. <3 As we begin to embrace, this vision fades...just like the End Of Daze...

...and I am left wanting for more...and one name echoing across the tempest; like the angelic choirs of Damnation And A Day...

†Jane...Jane...Jane...†

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