|Welcome to the group! Everyone is welcome to post any kind of DARK, gothic, creepy, scary, horror, and or gory art they want! |
Fan art of any kind is also welcome - as long as it is dark in some way! the definition of dark is not rigid or strictly here either. it can be light and humorous "dark" as well.
We also LOVE Tim Burton here so you are welcome to post ANYTHING Tim Burton related or inspired!
Also anything Halloween related is welcome as well!
The ONLY Rules!
- Please upload to the appropriate gallery folder. if you aren't sure which, feel free to ask. there is also an "other folder" if you're not sure.
- have fun!
- don't be afraid of the dark
also feel free to check out my etsy shop! I make zodiac, new age, wiccan, pagan, and gothic jewelry, charms etc.
Here Comes The BrideHere comes the bride,Here Comes The Bride by LilithAnnSephaos
All dressed in red.
She has an eye that says,
"Get me out of here."
But, she agreed to the marriage
Without a single question.
She gave that boy a smile -
A very forced smile.
"I love you,"
She'd say through her teeth.
He accepted it as reality.
Now he stood waiting,
Staring at her beautiful form
As she walked down the aisle.
And at the altar they stood,
Ready to say their vows.
A quick stab to the chest,
And a twist of the knife.
She knew he was dead.
And the priest ran out the door.
She picked up the Great Book.
"Do you take me, boy,
To be my husband?
WallsI abide these walls, their exquisite symmetry.Walls by blalock27
They exemplify what I am and what I'm not,
As one is incarnate and the other a wraith.
One manifestation is beyond ramparts,
While outside these gloomy partitions, well...
It doesn't matter.
I'm whatever you think I should be.
I'm hermetically sealed inside these perimeters
Of fragmented illumination and liquescent candles,
Confined within submarine boundaries
Of my own industry, so meticulously crafted
And unyielding that no one could possibly ingress.
The incontrovertible and absolute horror is
There's no way to get in, yes, yet no way to get out.
The walls are load bearing, of the very foundation;
Without them this house would crumble to dust.
GratefulCareless of the changing weather and her preceptor's advice, she took her horse and rode until grim clouds brought a premature darkness and the Winter's wind made her fall.Grateful by ForestoFairies
The horse,scared, escaped fast, leaving her in the middle of nowhere beneath a stormy sky.
The fearless girl didn't lose her heart; she choosed arbitrarily a direction and walked, until the shape of a big house comforted her.
Her walk became a run, pushed by the first cold drops, vanguard of a forthcoming tempest, changing soon the far and diaphanous silhouette in a solid gothic mansion.
The ivy on the walls, the dirty glasses and various other clues were evidences of an abandoned place, but the light filtering from a window of the second floor told all another story.
The roaring thunders reminded her that it was no more time for thinking, hence she knocked at the door, discovering that it was opened.
She entered the dark house, and reached for the enlightened room, without caring too much about the rest.
The big ro
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