Slow Moving Poison II

anime goth girl with two black widow spiders
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Storm Girl IV

stormy and dark art version of the original anime goth storm girl
“We are far, far, very, very far apart, but it might be that thoughts can overcome time and distance.” Mikako from Voices of the Distant Star
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Spider on the Heart

"portrait of an anime goth girl"
“Let the world spin you closer to me” Alejandro Escovedo “Rosalie
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Hahnemuehle Torchon
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Some Ravens Only Come Out at Sunset

painting of dark art goth girl sunset ravenWhere she comes from, nobody knows. Where she’s going, only I know. She stalks her prey then disappears. She is seldom seen but always near.
I wasn’t sure about ESP until I met her, now I know. I wasn’t sure about a lot of things until I met her. Why did she choose me? It doesn’t matter now. Maybe she doesn’t even know. I always felt sorry for her and I still do.
I was mesmerized the second I saw her or the second she saw me more correctly. She had long black hair that seemed blacker then black. I couldn’t stop looking at her. Mesmerized again by a strange glistening quality I had never seen before. I was spellbound. There was something about her beautiful face, her innocent, angelic eyes, and an overwhelming sadness about her. I couldn’t take my eyes off her and she couldn’t take her eyes off me.
I wasn’t sure about precognition, until I met her. I didn’t believe in shape shifters until I knew her. She could change identities as easy as she changed names. One thing didn’t change. Her face was ageless, always the same, always timeless, always casting a spell. It wasn’t necessary, I was already spellbound. It was just to remind me.
The day the raven flew right over my head and landed on a telephone pole, I knew there was something different about it. It wasn’t just a raven; it was there for a reason. A few seconds before it flew in, every bird within sight flew away as fast as they could, all at the same time. There was an unusual quiet and stillness in the air. I couldn’t take my eyes off that raven, just like I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
Then it opened its wings to glide down behind a rock wall. The feathers had an iridescent shine to them, glistening in the bright sun. I had seen that color of black before. A black that was darker than black, in appearance and intent. Then it was gone. It didn’t fly away, it wasn’t there anymore. It just disappeared. She would appear and disappear too, just like the raven. She wanted me to know that she had found me again, but this time it was different.
When I saw her the last time, her eyes had changed. She had the same beautiful, ageless face, the same long black hair with that strange, glistening shine, but her eyes looked different. The innocent, sad, helpless, angelic eyes were gone. Now she was deadly serious. She knew that I knew.
No more deception, no more tricks. They weren’t necessary. She tried once before and almost succeeded. Now all she had to do was let me know she was there, in one form or another. I understood. She knew that I knew.
She has lost her patience. Maybe she is running out of time. She doesn’t like the fact that I know. I could see it in her eyes. I still feel sorry for her, like she can’t help who she is, like it’s not her fault.
Fate lies just around the corner, and so does she. R.P.

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