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Hades and ErisHades met Eris when they met as being beaten by Hercules and Sinbad. They fell in love and their dates followed by destruction of Atlantis. They had three children together, children that would become; Pitch Black; the Prince of Nightmares, Sandman; the Creator of Dreams and Imagination, and Nightlight; the Guardian of the Moon Prince. Pitch was found to have powers of darkness and creation and created a three headed puppy that stays with Hades and Eris. Pitch became a soldier and then a general who fought in bringing calmness to the war. His father stepped down as did his mother. Pitch married a beautiful witch, called Yaga and they had a daughter who became Mother Nature. Yaga was an elemental witch and needed spells to form nature magic. But due to her chaos within her, she left Pitch. Eris could not see her child in depression and cursed Yaga. Her appearance became horrid and she became known as Baba Yaga. Mother Nature dispersed into the world as she is nature, leaving pitch a wid
Diruo Rovinare : Assassin Creed OCAnger is the enemy of non-violence and pride is a monster that swallows it up.
Six Foot Five
He has had many numerous relationships in the past. He is a Russian/Italian Lineage and grew up in royalty and was cared by many people and in those he had flings with men and women.
His Family is of Royalty, he is tenth in line to the throne to control the area that will be known as Russia. His Father is a Lord and his mother is a Baroness. His Sister is married to a French King and his Brother is married to a Greek Princess. He has ties everywhere.
Diruo is a complex character. He has his own goals, but that is hidden from the Pope. His personality among his peers and what the people see him as; Proud, Chivalrous, Strong
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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