Submissions by Babo_Bear

If I could just draw just as well as the visions I see
Then maybe you could understand the passion in me
If I have a voice like the one that speaks to me
Just imagine all the songs I could sing
If I could create such beauty as seen in my dreams
Then maybe I could make this life as beautiful as it could be

Opening the curtain on act one,

Sand covers the center stage and the backdrop is drenched in greys
And mid sits a dining chair laced in a thick plastic case.
And here is where we see the victim bounded from head to toe
But her mouth left retreating so she can squawk akin to a crow.

And out peeked from behind red curtains a beak round and flared
And not a sight of a human's face was shown just odd strands of hair.
This creatures moments were strange approaching the seated girl.
He said “I hope you can stand the sight of blood, we wouldn't want...