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Drinking my own sadness by Schattenfee, literature

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Drinking my own sadness

Drinking my own Sadness Somwhere between heaven and hell, where demons rule and where shadows dwell I lost you in my fears And now I'm drinking my own tears. Drinking my own sadness Drowning sorrow in tears burning with my madness Gliding through the years Where are you now, where have you gone? Searched for traces on my soul but I found none. I'm dropping from the sky falling as deep as I flew high. Always afraid of losing you I never realized you're afraid, too. Wasted years spent in regret We never knew how much we really had.

Songs in the Wind by Schattenfee, literature

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Songs in the Wind

Songs in the Wind Whispering softly through the forest green, Stories of joy and spring, of love and wonders yet unseen and odes to the faerie king. They are the children of lost dreams, born of wishes and of desire, raised in the hearts of gods as it seems and grown to passion's fire. They are what we were, what we dare not be, what we once had and have lost. In our world of power we dare not be free and wonder at the cost. Remember them, the songs that they brought, the songs in the wind that still sound. For they are nothing but the children's thoughts we once thought, Lost in adulthood and again never found.

Archangeloi V - some answers by Schattenfee, literature

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Archangeloi V - some answers

Q: How are the angels organized within the houses? A: Only the Nephilim do not have strict hierarchies. They are led by a coucil of elders. The Houses Sunset and Morningstar share a common system. This system is called the "Choirs". These are: The Angeloi: Every angel is an angelos. But next to the simple description of the angelic race, it is also a term commonly used for the peasants, those withot further status, the lowest of angels. The Archai: This second lowest order is concerned only with earthly matters. Her work is quite low in the eyes of their superiors. Their duty is dealing with human settlements and politics and influencing

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Stranger in a Strange Town by Schattenfee, literature

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Stranger in a Strange Town

Stranger in a strange town The sky is dark. Clouds embrace the moon. Rain falls softly, so softly. The streetlights shine dimly in the evening mist. A chill of cold runs down my back. An old woman sits under a lantern, her hand reaching out to me. "Please!" is the only word she speaks. But I walk on. A man stumbles along my path, singing drunken tunes. A bridge. A big, dark bridge. I am standing on the bridge. In the light of a lantern. Pale light. Watching the river. It carries the smell of yesterday. It flows on to tomorow. On and on. A face in the water, so pale. I turn around. A woman. She is

The Wind by Schattenfee, literature

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The Wind

Can't you see the wind has changed? Now, it is blowing from the north, Carrying ice and frost into my soul, Biting my heart with it's bitter cold. All the false friends have been blown away, Like brown, dead leafs. All the memories We shared are gone, there is nothing left. I hold on to a skelletal tree, my hands clawing Deeply into the wooden heart, Tearing it wide open and making it bleed. I wish the wind could freeze me, Like it froze my heart, But there still is this flickering warmth Within me, that hated hope. I am not strong enough to let go, I am not strong enough to die. So I still hold on to that dead tree, And ther

Passion by Schattenfee, literature

Kill me gently by Schattenfee, literature

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Kill me gently

Kill me gently if you must, Take me into those tender arms, Let me feed you with my warmth. Share the kiss of death and lust. Kill me gently if you must. Oh, your sweet touch is so cold! Cold and loving as is death, Your lips make me lose all breath. Life eternal, young and old. Oh, your sweet touch is so cold. Kill me gently if you must, Drink my sweet love from my veins, Take away all of life's pains. Share the kiss of death and lust. Kill me gently if you must.

Tears of an angel by Schattenfee, literature

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Tears of an angel

Tears of an Angel "Why are you crying?" asked the girl to that tall, dark-haired man in his black, robe-like coat who kneeled on the cold, frozen ground of the churchyard, just in front of one of those emotionless, cold statues. It was a statue of an angel, and though it's face showed a look of sorrow, he knew that the statue could not feel a thing. He covered his face with his hands, and black tears ran through his fingers. Yet, he did not move, did not speak, nor even look up. "Are you alone?" the girl asked. Then, the strange man lifted his head, and his long, dark hair fell into his face, a face, as if carved out of marble. His eyes met

The 8th day of creation by Schattenfee, literature

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The 8th day of creation

And after he had seen that his creation was good, and had rested for a moment, a new thought entered God's mind. And he created the artist, and he said to him: "As I have created the world and all that exists on, in and underneath it, so shall you create small worlds, worlds of your imagination, filled with all the things of this world and more, with all that I was able to create and all that I was not able to create. All emotions, all colours, all words are to be your tools, and you are made to do nothing else than create beauty, evoke emotions and bring joy or pain to the hearts of men and women, of children and of grumps. Yours is the grea

Angels' Prayer by Schattenfee, literature

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Angels' Prayer

Angels prayer Sound the trumpet, Gabriel, angel of the Lord! Let thy innocent lips call forth the wrath Of the allmighty! Let thy glorious horn sound upon The battlefields. Thousands have died in His name on forgotten shores Of strange lands. Their names, their faces, lost to oblivion. Shield us with thy light, Michael, angel of the Lord! Let thy silvery sword protect the chosen Of the Allmighty. Let thy fierce steel divide the innocent From those with guilt. Thousands have marched in His name to forgotten shores Of strange lands. Their names, their faces, fallen to damnation. Forgive them their blasphemy! Have mercy with

The Glory of the Silver Dragon by Schattenfee, literature

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The Glory of the Silver Dragon

Behold the Glory of the Silver Dragon, Ancient deeds of Honour and Treachery. Valiant knights in darkness clad, passionate ladies veiled in mystery. A dance of secret murmurs, a symphony of pain and power, a music of enchanting charms, an ancient song of death and honour. Thine are the clearest of visions, thine is the greatest of dreams, thine the proudest of futures, thine the noblest of reigns. Power is thy honour, Freedom thy valour. Lies are thy swords, desires thy daggers. Thou art the house of contradiction, I am thine, forever more. Thy believer are my conviction, for thee I fight, for thee I score.

Golden-haired Beauty by Schattenfee, literature

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Golden-haired Beauty

Golden-haired Beauty, son of the morning wind, wherever you're going, I will be there! Fly like an Eagle, Sail across the oceans! I will be with you but still you be free. Chorus: Let your dreams journey on perillous adventures! Fight every challenge! And of all those challenges my greatest are you. Go, find your own way on the paths of silver dreams! Wayfaring wanderer, my heart goes with you. There's so much to find if you open your heart. Let your restless soul wander. You'll find shelter within.

Castle of the freaks by Schattenfee, literature

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Castle of the freaks

Castle of the Freaks On that high and rocky cliff, on that mystic mountainside, stands the castle of the freaks, a rusty cell, no chance of flight. Ravens circle ancient towers, monuments of fear and fright, black fingers of the castle's body, a rusty cell, no chance of flight. Iron cages full of madness. Screams of anguish in the night echoe from the ancient castle, a rusty cell, no chance of flight. And my ship is thrown by storms onto those riffs, this mountainside. And I stand beneath the castle, a rusty cell, no chance of flight. And my gaze, it wanders upward, searching for a single light, that shines o

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Hunter's requiem by Caffeinated-Bunny, literature

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Hunter's requiem

Hunter's requiem caged in darkness lost in an eternity of night can't see to find your way shadows of memories, long forgotten dreams what is it like to have forever? A sunless eternity centuries of loneliness of fear pain and sorrow hold you caged in darkness unable to excape, unable to die you who have the power of life and death cursed with a cold existance stories whispered around fires the hunted called you vampire long forgotten stories of your people in a modern city the hunted

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Of Darkness and Light by Schattenfee, visual art

Of Darkness and Light

Schattenfee

About Schattenfee

Germany
Deviant for 19 years
www.zlr-ev.de
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Current Residence: ancient city on the Rhine
Favourite genre of music: Chanson, Medieval, Folk, Metal, Country
MP3 player of choice: I-Pod
Favourite cartoon character: Cesare Borgia (Cantarella)
Personal Quote: My world exists only in storybooks, my life is a dream...only my love is real.

Favourite Visual Artist

Jim Henson

Favourite Movies

Elisabeth, Finding Neverland, Narnia, Dark Knight, everything Muppet

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Cole Porter, Jim Groce, many others

Favourite Writers

W. B. Yeats, O. Wilde, C. Dickens, M. Weis, T. Hickman

Favourite Games

Vampire The Requiem

Favourite Gaming Platform

pen and paper

Tools of the Trade

imagination, fantasy, dreams and the magic of words

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Poetry, Literature, Roleplaying, Press Activity

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Schattenfee

Dec 29, 2007

Tagged...

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I've been tagged by ~DevilsDandyDog (https://www.deviantart.com/devilsdandydog) These are the rules: 1-post these rules 2-each person tagged must post 8 random facts about themselves 3-tags should write a journal/ blog of these facts 4-at the end of the post 8 more persons are tagged and named 5-go to their page and leave a comment telling them theyve been tagged 1. I am a manipulative socialiser. 2. No matter how difficult times get, I tend to come out on top. 3. I love Jim Henson's work, especially the Muppets. I really sympathize with Kermit and Gonzo. 4. I really love Changelings and Faeries. 5. I am a devoted roleplaying gamer. 6. My life is dedi

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Schattenfee

Dec 27, 2007

I am alive, after all...

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It's time to tell you I am still alive. After a pause for inspirational recreation, I am back and healthy. I dropped some projects and now am able to focus on my own creativity again. Managing too many clubs really isn't good for my creative energy. Of course, I'll continue working on projects like The Motley and Vampire Requiem, but I dropped the Dragonlance Club. Sorry for that, folks, but I found you a new admin and he should keep things running smoothly. Well, I hope you are in for a view surprises, since I know they'll be coming soon! Yours, Schattenfee

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Schattenfee

Mar 17, 2007

Gift poetry for 3000th visitor

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I am getting near 3000 pageviews. A wonderful opportunity to say "Thank you" to you, my wonderful long-time supporters and encouragers. If you are lucky and are the 3000th visitor, please copy and paste the number and send me an email or a note. You will be rewarded with a special poem dedication. You may choose if it is to be philosophical, dark, or sensual poetry. I actually think there will be some more poetry the next days since life with my  little daughter got a little easier lately. She nearly sleeps he whole night through now!

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magewannabe

Feb 7, 2013

i read a couple of your house of angelos and they're awesome! ill feel hornored if u'd read some of my stories evangeline is the one im currently working on and she's a nephilim who falls in love with an angel just a short story but still long lol plz come read and check out my other stuff lol dont forget to comment plz!