AbyssXVIII’s Books
Books, Short Stories, Flash Fiction
Water Amongst The Stars
A blue gem shining in the blackness, a light cyan hue manifesting from the atmosphere, gravity induced hysteria waves as tall as mountains in a tidal lock with fate. A world of madness unforgiving in nature, oceans of pure dark & cold granting death to all. Freezing the space around it, enveloping time corroding it. Unity breaks down, the sight of horrific beasts casting null wishes upon one’s soul. A never ending sea of corpses arise from the ashes below, patriarchs on broken crosses descend from view. A glass door closed to reality, shattered at the glimpse of hope. A tortured spirit vile in nature gnawing at the seams, heinous acts committed against the universe. Conscious deprived beings, a world unshaped, a reality not born. Restlessness for the old gods, how the cosmos weeps, how the light beckons. Forgotten not is the path to vengeance, as malice replaces love, victory to failure, as failure falls from the skies above.
Fire Amongst The Stars
A fiery ball of magma rotating in the void, a deathly hollow in an existence of fate. An atmosphere of pure chaos & torment, glowing red with rage. Gravity unforgiving crushing rock to dust, endless fields of lava carving out the stars. Evil deeds cast aside, like bones in a pit, the godless creation of inhabitable domain. Infinity stretches on & on, like the rivers of blood that flow dread. Encompassing all that ever was, a twilight moment in a fracture of time. Igneous boundaries of perpetual immortality, the tyrannical deity of death approaching with the wind. Chaotic neural divergence summoning demonic doctrine, ether of the lost rites. Necropolis of sin everlasting & awaiting embodiment. A dying dream, a forgotten wish, only the base remains. Violent are the ways of the old, jealousy & lust, fear & doubt. A once tortured soul now reborn in the mud, an end to a beginning.
Electric Amongst The Stars
A mass of thunder & lighting withering in the abyss, tendrils piercing through the veil. Atmosphere of decaying matter reaching out, gravitational strain giving in. Janissary of begotten faith, critical mass reaching deposition, the lies that amass on the hilltops of devastation. The unlikelihood of hope crossing the boundary, a new birth thrown to the pit of despair. Omnipotent envy reprimanded in discarded scriptures, callous harborage undermining celestial hindrance. Salvation exterminated with swift rhetoric, cascading endlessly with benevolent intent. Testament of writhe, apocalyptic hymns bringing forth debauchery. Sacred whispers denouncing acceptance, granting only the will of grandeur. Formless omen transcending death, wicked denial oppressing life. The night bleeds, fading of the light.