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I found a coven in the woods Amongst an oaken forest glen. There, hidden behind a curtain of Spanish moss, amongst fiddlehead ferns and fungi bloom, two of Gaia's faithful maidens Enchanted me unwittingly, and took possession of my gaze. A Pair of Muses One, of the forest One, of the sea Both wind and fire Equally In opposition and in sway Their incantations softly chanted In a tongue to me unknown and I listened quietly entranced, between them in the glow Of their cauldron hearth fire Embers burning low She of the forest was enigma, playfully shy, coyly toying with the strings all men share, And in her den, among her herbs and powders and potions   In preperation, and prepared. She spoke in riddles and in parable, Both with body and with stares. Instantly she knew me As I had never known; As if Devined by a mysticism, Ancient and pure, So sublime it startles the soul. In her eyes, so sweet and sincere, simplicity and innocence obscure A strange and intoxicating knowledge Of the rare and deepest old Of the world and it's great secrets- What its darkest reaches hold. She of the sea Was shimmering A specter Against the stars Floating She was Waves Of aquamarine Blue Green Irridescent Obscure and reticent Behind her ever pulsing shade Camaflouged by her surroundings This piscian vision lingered in relief Over a Gilded titan mother of pearl chariot; The Persephone Throne. She cast her stare upon me; My hypnotized mind laid bare, Wiped clean of anything I had seen. No man could know her shrine of love Nor the secrets that she keeps, And none ever remember; For one cannot resist her lair An aquarian cavern, A haven of calm, Rest, respite and solitude. It's lotus blossom lantern Heart of glowing gold Cast in shadow upon the ceiling Glimmering radiant refractions of the waning day Her ocean sings soft and sweetly, Casting mist into the air, And a siren's song disrupts me Ever suddenly She washes over me, Unaware And though the seven signs they showed to me clearly Still the stars I misread through misted eyes, and soon I fell to dreaming without sleeping Or so I thought, though i shall never know In their atmosphere I relinquished this mortal coil into the haze, And disappeared completely For an instant, just a moment, perhaps it was hours. Perhaps, it was days. And as abruptly as rushing water to the somnambulists face I awoke, As a dreamer awakes from dreaming of waking, alone and bleary-eyed, dreary and confused amid my own disheveled cave. And where they've gone, I wish to go, But where that is, I cannot know For I would follow them until the days Turned forever into nights amongst The Forest and The Waves
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Feb 21, 2017
Feb 21, 2017 at 1:49 AM UTC
The Forest and The Waves
I found a coven in the woods Amongst an oaken forest glen. There, hidden behind a curtain of Spanish moss, amongst fiddlehead ferns and fungi bloom, two of Gaia's faithful maidens Enchanted me unwittingly, and took possession of my gaze. A Pair of Muses One, of the forest One, of the sea Both wind and fire Equally In opposition and in sway Their incantations softly chanted In a tongue to me unknown and I listened quietly entranced, between them in the glow Of their cauldron hearth fire Embers burning low She of the forest was enigma, playfully shy, coyly toying with the strings all men share, And in her den, among her herbs and powders and potions   In preperation, and prepared. She spoke in riddles and in parable, Both with body and with stares. Instantly she knew me As I had never known; As if Devined by a mysticism, Ancient and pure, So sublime it startles the soul. In her eyes, so sweet and sincere, simplicity and innocence obscure A strange and intoxicating knowledge Of the rare and deepest old Of the world and it's great secrets- What its darkest reaches hold. She of the sea Was shimmering A specter Against the stars Floating She was Waves Of aquamarine Blue Green Irridescent Obscure and reticent Behind her ever pulsing shade Camaflouged by her surroundings This piscian vision lingered in relief Over a Gilded titan mother of pearl chariot; The Persephone Throne. She cast her stare upon me; My hypnotized mind laid bare, Wiped clean of anything I had seen. No man could know her shrine of love Nor the secrets that she keeps, And none ever remember; For one cannot resist her lair An aquarian cavern, A haven of calm, Rest, respite and solitude. It's lotus blossom lantern Heart of glowing gold Cast in shadow upon the ceiling Glimmering radiant refractions of the waning day Her ocean sings soft and sweetly, Casting mist into the air, And a siren's song disrupts me Ever suddenly She washes over me, Unaware And though the seven signs they showed to me clearly Still the stars I misread through misted eyes, and soon I fell to dreaming without sleeping Or so I thought, though i shall never know In their atmosphere I relinquished this mortal coil into the haze, And disappeared completely For an instant, just a moment, perhaps it was hours. Perhaps, it was days. And as abruptly as rushing water to the somnambulists face I awoke, As a dreamer awakes from dreaming of waking, alone and bleary-eyed, dreary and confused amid my own disheveled cave. And where they've gone, I wish to go, But where that is, I cannot know For I would follow them until the days Turned forever into nights amongst The Forest and The Waves
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My creamy silken Irish skin      looks ghostly white with full red lips         freckled spots come out to play         and belly coins dance on my hips       The long and swinging skirt is pure          entrancing you with dancing dips            Dickla covers neck so modest             you gently pull with fingertips              We are getting close to fire        Dance 'round flames in hand a switch           Outstretched arm cast Spell on You                       by a lovely Roma travelin' witch            Dancing bells about my feet            pounding in your **** heart            drawing you nomadic beats            that hit you like a poison dart            Twilight time casts its glow          Gypsy Moon hangs in the sky             Cast a spell to be my beau          You never ask the question why           Come inside this Gypsy coven                      Dark haired..                          red lipped..                           gypsy lovin'        You'll forget you have a name           My Gypsy love will be the blame                better to be quite insane                No one's going to believe                   I Put A Spell On You... Cherie Nolan © 2016
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Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 1:13 AM UTC
"I Put A Spell On You"
My creamy silken Irish skin      looks ghostly white with full red lips         freckled spots come out to play         and belly coins dance on my hips       The long and swinging skirt is pure          entrancing you with dancing dips            Dickla covers neck so modest             you gently pull with fingertips              We are getting close to fire        Dance 'round flames in hand a switch           Outstretched arm cast Spell on You                       by a lovely Roma travelin' witch            Dancing bells about my feet            pounding in your **** heart            drawing you nomadic beats            that hit you like a poison dart            Twilight time casts its glow          Gypsy Moon hangs in the sky             Cast a spell to be my beau          You never ask the question why           Come inside this Gypsy coven                      Dark haired..                          red lipped..                           gypsy lovin'        You'll forget you have a name           My Gypsy love will be the blame                better to be quite insane                No one's going to believe                   I Put A Spell On You... Cherie Nolan © 2016
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To take an image Cut it open, step into A pretty coven
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 1:29 PM UTC
Pretty Girls
"hey." kyle walked up and sat next to zoey on the front steps of the old house. the wind blowing through her long blonde hair. the sun shining on her face. her brown eyes shining. "hey" she grinned. "hows life as the butler treating you?" she smerked jokingly. "meh you know, it has its ups and downs... mostly downs. but i'm just glad i'm working for cordelia and not fiona. that way i can keep my tongue." kyle stuck his tongue out and licked zoeys face. "ew, you're so gross." zoey laughed, trying to get away from kyle. "pfft, whatever, you liked it." kyle rolled his eyes and nudged zoey. "hey." zoey nudged kyle back and smiled. "you know, i'm really happy i met you zoey. even if i did have to die and be sewn back together with parts that didn't belong to me. i would go through it all again just to be with you." kyle looked zoey in the eyes very seriously. zoey laughed "you're a ******* she blushed. "no i'm serious, i love you." he smiled, blushing. "i love you too." zoey melted. "what was with all the drama in the dining room this morning?" Kyle asked. "oh just madison being madison." zoey laughed. "oh, i hate it when she does that." kyle smiled and joked. "yeah, me too." zoey agreed and smiled. "alright, lets do this." cassie walked into madisons room with a skie mask and gloves on. the ski mask had a creepy mouth on it, that resembled an evil clowns mouth. "really you're wearing a ski mask? this isn't mission impossible." Madison shook her head. "yeah, but i liked the creepy clown mouth. and, i havent gotten to wear this yet." cassie explained. "well i can't be seen with you wearing that weird ugly thing." Madison pulled the ski mask off, making her hair stand on the top of her head. "sorry madison, you're right." cassie quickly patted her hair down. "this is so ugly and weird, i don't know what i was thinking." cassie threw the ski mask down on madisons bed. "can i have a ciggarette?" cassie questioned. "you smoke ciggarettes?" madison asked. "pfft, ya. all the time. i'm a big smoker." Cassie replied as madison handed her a ciggarette and a lighter. cassie lit the ciggarette and as soon as she inhaled she began to cough. "there is nothing like." cassie coughed "a good cigarette." she coughed again. "alright, bleach ready.. pepper spray ready, itching powder ready, and nair ready." Madison smiled as she held up a bottle of nair. "you know she deserves much more than this, we're really doing her a favor. she should be thanking us for this" cassie replied with a ciggarette in one hand, and her hand on her hip, trying to mock madisons posture once again. "this is true, now go downstairs and see if the coast is clear." madison replied. "no problem." cassie put her thumb up and coughed once again, looking back sadly at the clown ski mask as she exited the room with a cigarette in hand.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
American horror story:coven, part 7
"hey." kyle walked up and sat next to zoey on the front steps of the old house. the wind blowing through her long blonde hair. the sun shining on her face. her brown eyes shining. "hey" she grinned. "hows life as the butler treating you?" she smerked jokingly. "meh you know, it has its ups and downs... mostly downs. but i'm just glad i'm working for cordelia and not fiona. that way i can keep my tongue." kyle stuck his tongue out and licked zoeys face. "ew, you're so gross." zoey laughed, trying to get away from kyle. "pfft, whatever, you liked it." kyle rolled his eyes and nudged zoey. "hey." zoey nudged kyle back and smiled. "you know, i'm really happy i met you zoey. even if i did have to die and be sewn back together with parts that didn't belong to me. i would go through it all again just to be with you." kyle looked zoey in the eyes very seriously. zoey laughed "you're a ******* she blushed. "no i'm serious, i love you." he smiled, blushing. "i love you too." zoey melted. "what was with all the drama in the dining room this morning?" Kyle asked. "oh just madison being madison." zoey laughed. "oh, i hate it when she does that." kyle smiled and joked. "yeah, me too." zoey agreed and smiled. "alright, lets do this." cassie walked into madisons room with a skie mask and gloves on. the ski mask had a creepy mouth on it, that resembled an evil clowns mouth. "really you're wearing a ski mask? this isn't mission impossible." Madison shook her head. "yeah, but i liked the creepy clown mouth. and, i havent gotten to wear this yet." cassie explained. "well i can't be seen with you wearing that weird ugly thing." Madison pulled the ski mask off, making her hair stand on the top of her head. "sorry madison, you're right." cassie quickly patted her hair down. "this is so ugly and weird, i don't know what i was thinking." cassie threw the ski mask down on madisons bed. "can i have a ciggarette?" cassie questioned. "you smoke ciggarettes?" madison asked. "pfft, ya. all the time. i'm a big smoker." Cassie replied as madison handed her a ciggarette and a lighter. cassie lit the ciggarette and as soon as she inhaled she began to cough. "there is nothing like." cassie coughed "a good cigarette." she coughed again. "alright, bleach ready.. pepper spray ready, itching powder ready, and nair ready." Madison smiled as she held up a bottle of nair. "you know she deserves much more than this, we're really doing her a favor. she should be thanking us for this" cassie replied with a ciggarette in one hand, and her hand on her hip, trying to mock madisons posture once again. "this is true, now go downstairs and see if the coast is clear." madison replied. "no problem." cassie put her thumb up and coughed once again, looking back sadly at the clown ski mask as she exited the room with a cigarette in hand.
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Cassie walked down the stairs and imediently ran into pyper "oh dang" she spoke nervously. almost bumping into her. "how are you doing this evening pyper?" she tried to keep her cool. "i'm good." pyper replied. "i went into your room and found your ipod." pyper handed cassie over the pink ipod. "you did?" cassie smiled. "well that was really sweet of you to go out of your way like that." cassie grinned. "what a kind person you are." she added. "yeah, i guess." pyper nodded and sighed. "got any plans for the night?" cassie asked in a friendly tone. "well i was going to go out walking for awhile." pyper sighed. "i'll be back in about a half an hour." "perfect!" cassie grinned. "what?" pyper asked in confusion and agravation. "i'm just saying your perfect, i wish i looked like you. you're like an american dream." cassie lied. "um, ok? cya around cassie." pyper sulked down the hallway. she looked very tired and sad and her hands were shaking. and she had her hands in the pocket of her leather jacket like she had been cold. "cya around pyper." cassie patted pyper on the back and smiled." "don't touch me!" pyper snapped. "alright." cassie backed away cautiously with her hands up.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
American horror stroy:coven, fan fic part 8
Cassie walked up the stairs and into her new room, her new roomate sitting on the bed and writing in her journal. her long black hair in a side braid, wearing a purple flannel jacket and ripped jeans. "guess who i just met? you're not gonna believe it." cassie said, almost singing. "who?" Emily rolled her eyes. "madison montgomery, she gave me her autography and everything." cassie joyfuly explained. "madison montgomery? isn't she like some grade d lifetime movie actress or something? what is she doing here?" Emily shook her head and rolled her eyes as she doodled a picture on the notepad. "that cuts me deeply that you would say that about madison, she's my friend you know." Cassie touched her cheast, as if she had been cut by this very deeply. "okay?" Emily shook her head "she is a witch like us and is most certainly NOT  a grade d actress." cassie explained.  "i really like it here, you know? i never really had friends at my old highschool.. everyone thought i was weird or annoying." Cassie sighed. "did they?" emily replied sarcasticly. "well yea, thats why i had to get rid of all of them. " cassie sighed once again, shaking her head and staring into space. " sometimes i lay awake and i can still hear them." Emilys eyes and mouth widened as she looked up from her notebook very slowly. "what do you mean, you got rid of them?" Emily asked. "ohhh nevermind..! it's a really long story and i come out looking pretty bad in it" Cassie giggled, making emilys stomache turn.  her eyes still wide and filled with fear.
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Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 10:47 PM UTC
coven fan fic part 2
Cassie walked up the stairs and into her new room, her new roomate sitting on the bed and writing in her journal. her long black hair in a side braid, wearing a purple flannel jacket and ripped jeans. "guess who i just met? you're not gonna believe it." cassie said, almost singing. "who?" Emily rolled her eyes. "madison montgomery, she gave me her autography and everything." cassie joyfuly explained. "madison montgomery? isn't she like some grade d lifetime movie actress or something? what is she doing here?" Emily shook her head and rolled her eyes as she doodled a picture on the notepad. "that cuts me deeply that you would say that about madison, she's my friend you know." Cassie touched her cheast, as if she had been cut by this very deeply. "okay?" Emily shook her head "she is a witch like us and is most certainly NOT  a grade d actress." cassie explained.  "i really like it here, you know? i never really had friends at my old highschool.. everyone thought i was weird or annoying." Cassie sighed. "did they?" emily replied sarcasticly. "well yea, thats why i had to get rid of all of them. " cassie sighed once again, shaking her head and staring into space. " sometimes i lay awake and i can still hear them." Emilys eyes and mouth widened as she looked up from her notebook very slowly. "what do you mean, you got rid of them?" Emily asked. "ohhh nevermind..! it's a really long story and i come out looking pretty bad in it" Cassie giggled, making emilys stomache turn.  her eyes still wide and filled with fear.
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Madison and cassie snuck down the steps and into pypers room, quietly closing the door and locking it. "what happens if someone knocks?" cassie asked. "like anybody would even knock on her door"  Madison rolled her eyes as she opened Pypers closet. "this is cute." she grabbed a black hoodie with a lepard printed skull on the front. ill take this she grabed a white frilly vintage dress with a brown belt on it. "the rest of these clothes are more than likely from the free store." Madison poured bleach all over the clothes & pink bed spread while cassie poured pepper spray into her perfumes and face wash. Madison smiled as she lifted pypers matress. "syringes." Madison picked the two syringes up along with a black belt that had been hidden underneath pypers matress and smiled. "guess whos not getting high tonight ***** she placed them in a big black bag she had across her shoulder. cassie then put itching powder in pypers bras and her pillow cases. then putting nair in her shampoo. "alright, lets get out of here." Madison whuspered and the too of them unlocked the door then locked it back and quickly snuck back to there rooms. 25 minutes laighter the too laughed as they heard a pounding coming from downstairs. "what the **** pyper screamed. "my door is locked." she slambed her fist into the door. "seriously." she turned the **** multiple times. "whats going on? did you lock yourself out pyper?" Cassie asked as if she had been confused. "no i didnt locked myself out you spastic ****** Pyper hissed. cordelia then rushed down the stairs in a panic. "it is 11 0clock at night what is going on?" she asked with concern and worry. "someone locked me out of my room thats whats going on. like an immature 12 year old MADISON!" Pyper shouted. which only made Madison laugh as she listened from upstairs in her bedroom. "i have an extra key, we'l talk about this is the morning. i had a dream that i had been having dinner with kurt cobain and ryan gossling and then ryan gossling opened his mouth and your screams came out pyper.... sorry, i'm half asleep." cordelia tried to  explain as she made her way up the steps and into her office . "what happened to your key pyper?" cordelia asked, sounding concerned and worried, and still in a bit of a fog. "it's locked in my room." pyper smiled sarcasticly.  "well don't lose this one." cordelia handed the key over to pyper and walked back to her room. "dumb ***** she sighed and yawned as she closed the door. "just pure dumb ***** pyper could still hear cordelia from outside of the door.
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 12:03 AM UTC
American horror story: coven, fan fic part 9
Madison and cassie snuck down the steps and into pypers room, quietly closing the door and locking it. "what happens if someone knocks?" cassie asked. "like anybody would even knock on her door"  Madison rolled her eyes as she opened Pypers closet. "this is cute." she grabbed a black hoodie with a lepard printed skull on the front. ill take this she grabed a white frilly vintage dress with a brown belt on it. "the rest of these clothes are more than likely from the free store." Madison poured bleach all over the clothes & pink bed spread while cassie poured pepper spray into her perfumes and face wash. Madison smiled as she lifted pypers matress. "syringes." Madison picked the two syringes up along with a black belt that had been hidden underneath pypers matress and smiled. "guess whos not getting high tonight ***** she placed them in a big black bag she had across her shoulder. cassie then put itching powder in pypers bras and her pillow cases. then putting nair in her shampoo. "alright, lets get out of here." Madison whuspered and the too of them unlocked the door then locked it back and quickly snuck back to there rooms. 25 minutes laighter the too laughed as they heard a pounding coming from downstairs. "what the **** pyper screamed. "my door is locked." she slambed her fist into the door. "seriously." she turned the **** multiple times. "whats going on? did you lock yourself out pyper?" Cassie asked as if she had been confused. "no i didnt locked myself out you spastic ****** Pyper hissed. cordelia then rushed down the stairs in a panic. "it is 11 0clock at night what is going on?" she asked with concern and worry. "someone locked me out of my room thats whats going on. like an immature 12 year old MADISON!" Pyper shouted. which only made Madison laugh as she listened from upstairs in her bedroom. "i have an extra key, we'l talk about this is the morning. i had a dream that i had been having dinner with kurt cobain and ryan gossling and then ryan gossling opened his mouth and your screams came out pyper.... sorry, i'm half asleep." cordelia tried to  explain as she made her way up the steps and into her office . "what happened to your key pyper?" cordelia asked, sounding concerned and worried, and still in a bit of a fog. "it's locked in my room." pyper smiled sarcasticly.  "well don't lose this one." cordelia handed the key over to pyper and walked back to her room. "dumb ***** she sighed and yawned as she closed the door. "just pure dumb ***** pyper could still hear cordelia from outside of the door.
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"what are you drawing?" Cassie asked curiously as she leaned over to try and look at Emilys notebook. emily quickly picked the notebook up and held it to her cheast. "it's private, sorry." "oh thats okay i understand." Cassie nodded. "can i ask you a question emily?" Cassie questioned, a sad look in her eyes. "yeah, sure." Emily replied nervously. "you... don't think i'm 'weird' or 'annoying' or anything do you?" Cassie looked Emily in the eyes filling her with chills. "oh of course not." Emily nervously lied. "thats great." cassie grinned from ear to ear. "because i'd hate to think that, i know that my personality can be a bit much sometimes but thats just me, i'm just kinda OUT THERE." Cassie explained, her eyes wide and her hands up in the air. "yes, you are." Emily replied, gulping. "well, i'm going to breakfast. cya." Casssie skipped away cheerfully. Emily took a deep breath and sighed, looking down at the picture in her notepad. it had been a picture of Cassie talking and Emily tying a noose to hang herself with.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
coven fan fic part 3
This is no life, Ev'r being invisible. Our shadows know each other not. Every night we arrive here, At top of hill, under owl's secret bow'r, To ****** her ancient, solitary reign, Near imagin'd tow'r. We dance around our fires, Some singing, a few braying, This is our noon-night dance. Some great secret hidden among the folds of the hill. We here, we shadows, are a rather strange coven. We come here to feel, Every individual among the hidden. We all are numb before this hill, We radiate sameness in the fake world out there, But here we are as different as the Moon from the Sun, Our two personalities no longer clashing. As the little sparkle of freedom, The untainted, dark-light finally shines through, As it spreads and ensnare our senses, We feel, We feel the light-heat soothing numb limbs, We feel the heat-light caressing strange, blue hearts. And here we are, Fully, finally, awakened. -MoonFirefly
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
Among The Hidden
Little witch boy Dancing near the fire Your golden hair Couldnt shine any brighter Little witch boy Playing in the west sea You watch the tide pools Magic only you can see Little witch boy Walking through the trees The spells you cast Let you hear the leaves Little witch boy Raised by a coven Your heart is warm Like a *** belly oven Little witch boy Now you've grown And your magic is strong You know what you own Little witch boy What will you do Lead your life Or let darkness come for you
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Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
Little Witch Boy