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My book is written, up to the six hundred ninety endingeth page. It closed with a scrawl, a dagger, a kiss. I spilled ink, I blinked, I fell cold and dead. Gaslight alone flitted around my axed design. Itinerants came and cried, and moved on in pursuit of astrology and spice. Pirates moored with dirges. (I, for one, sang along until I parched.) Down the river under the earth, I met a Fate who chortled at my fortune and said, "Dull, hapless sap, what ate your brain? Don't you know no one expires on the ghost train?" She strung out a shriveled finger and pierced my heart. I froze in bewilderment but mused, "What could it hurt?" I whitened, I glinted, and I await the passing of time.
Bauhaus : Dark Entries
The Unquiet Grave by Charles Vess
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Comments (16)
Spookalicious. Thanks Illone.
Wow! I'm shivering! "She strung out a shriveled finger and pierced my heart." I wish I'd written that! Poured all your life into the work and the vessel was drained, aye?
Terrific illustration, too. Is she holding a flame in her hand? Have you read "The Tables of the Law" by W.B. Yeats? Right at the beginning is one of my most memorable literary images.
"When I began to speak he was lifting a glass of that
wine which he could choose so well and valued so little;
and while I spoke, he set it slowly and meditatively
upon the table and held it there, its deep red light dye-
ing his long delicate fingers. The impression of his face
and form, as they were then, is still vivid with me, and
is inseparable from another and fanciful impression: the
impression of a man holding a flame in his naked hand."
"My book is written, up to the six hundred ninety endingeth page. It closed with a scrawl, a dagger, a kiss."
Mmm, I like it. Al books should end that way.
love charles vess pictures just started reading neil gaiman sandman series that he collaberated with on for a couple of stories
Bauhaus will do it for me, anytime.
I'm in a very Gothy mood now. ;-)
As it should be.
The Afghan Whigs will do it for me, anytime.
Love the Bauhaus song, it's gothy great! Afghan Whigs are always excellent too.
not for a second, did I.
miss your creativity, like how you can create an entire world in a paragraph!
yeah, Bauhaus is the perfect match for the ghoul-season, really whigs me out.
I, for one, sang along until I parched
I miss singing with you, Ilay, my sweet.
I'm transfixed by these words of yours. transFIXED I tell you. Where in the world are you these days Ilay? omnipresent you seem to be. love both the songs...
you know me, Señor B, i am extremely biased for specific spook-ful months of the year.
i believe she is, Spike 1. it juxtaposes well with the rigid, colorless ghost-statue ...and yet i also notice the flame is white.
thanks for gifting my day with that Yeats quote. in addition to the chilling last sentence, i especially love "...and held it there, its deep red light dyeing his long delicate fingers."
and yeah! sometimes, when i'm coming down from what felt like the greatest moment, or feat, of my life, i think to myself- oh, no, i gave that all i got, now the rest is a lot of waiting around.
spoken like a true tragedian, Dale. Shakespeare wants to be book club buddies with ya. (8
CP, ooh, lurv Vess' collabs with Gaiman, their visions of fantasy really fit.
ps- as others here already know, i was crazy about the Sandman series the entire '90s.
Bauhaus, you say? Dave, don't mind me running into you because i'm so there, too.
lookie who's back from the land of the living! LMI sistah, i am all geared up for dusting the boots, updating the spells, adding more mileage to the broom.
time after time Kevin. i'm thinking i might post one track up from Black Love every year as a random ritual.
it's the time of the year, Aug / pink linkie / fellow Libra-rian. ;d it's been a polarizing one for me but baby i am ready to go for another 12 month cycle.
'tis the season to be ghouley, Scott. for one reason or another, this was the first Bauhaus track i'd ever posted. i should check if my fave songs of theirs are accounted for.
aaand another long lost sister! Amber, you couldn't have picked a better period to return. (where on earth is Lizzie so we can start the scary party? wink wink!)
my whereabouts are a little shady, Rob. homeless and jobless as ever. luckily, i'd disappeared long enough that people actually missed me and are glad to let me stay in their houses.
well, atleast disappearing still has its merits. Here is to friend's with houses! I am jobless with an apartment and that is not the greatest combination at the moment for me :). Keep traveling!
gosh, here is to friends with houses, alright!
so, still jobless? so am i. goddamn, it really sucks. ): is it because you moved to NY? good luck to us both!
yep, i got laid off in boston and so decided to try my hand in ny. i have some freelance stuff keeping me busy, but not enough to support myself :( hang in there Ilay, it will turn around for both of us