There, red -eyed Fury--with lash and terrible hiss,
With lash and terrible hiss of steaming snakes--
Blood from the breast wound drips, and from my heart,
And from those eyes, and from the pillars--See
There, and the statues move. Take away the blank eyes!
Oh wild, irony of Life and Lust,
Life is to death so near, and lust to loathing.
All is a jest, a shadow, and a lie.
A whirlwind-wondrous lie!
Laugh, husband, luagh!
Laughter is man's supreme prerogative:
The beasts are sane, they laugh not. I will laugh,
My bones and flesh are quaking. Laugh, thou fool!
For love is lust, and life is a dream of death
--Hell is opening, opening horribly.
Written by James Elroy Flecker, one of the stanzas of Lucretia
IfI ever manage to affect someone as much as that poem effects me, then I will haveaccomplished something. Something great, I believe, though what matter of great that would be I know not.
A fanlisting for Elyon and Cedric.
A site that I can't read (Finnish), but has very nice fanart of Phobos and Cedric. My w.i.t.c.h. fanfictions are there too, translated by VampireNaomi.
A virtual pet site. My username is Kathrina.
An online game. I play a purple cat named Fangs Whiskersmirk.
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