

The midnight journey.
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I had different ideas for this picture originally, but it proved quite difficult for me. There was suppose to be hounds racing along side the carriage but it just didn't work. It's always a bit of a challenge to create a dark vampiric atmosphere.

Stock used:
moon/sky: mine [link]
horse: ~Ulvar-Stock [link]
carriage & trees: ~JLStock (stock removed)
bats: *midnightstouch [link]
model: other
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I had different ideas for this picture originally, but it proved quite difficult for me. There was suppose to be hounds racing along side the carriage but it just didn't work. It's always a bit of a challenge to create a dark vampiric atmosphere.

Stock used:
moon/sky: mine [link]
horse: ~Ulvar-Stock [link]
carriage & trees: ~JLStock (stock removed)
bats: *midnightstouch [link]
model: other
ANOTHER LOST SOUL
Hanging low
behind ominous clouds,
the suspended moon looms large,
giving the illusion one could touch it,
causing a supernatural feel
to the already eerie night.
Darkness encompasses
the fleeing coach
like a shroud,
leaving the feeling
a demonic sinister presence
waits in the shadows
ready to pounce.
A horde of bats flit overhead
erratically as if to lead the
ill-fated journey.
Bare trees
encroach like spindly arms
reaching out to grab anyone
who dares come within their reach,
like mammoth spiders in webs
waiting for their prey.
Swathed in a scarlet cloak,
the faceless driver
only adds to the creepiness
as a lone black stallion
shimmers under the moonlight,
racing in a thundering gallop
as if Lucifer, himself, is at the reins.
Within the crimson coach,
a lost soul has fallen victim
to this red phantom.
The veiled moon
casts looming shadows
that dance maniacally,
as another lost soul
the dark angel snatches
for all eternity.
© 2015 Suzanna Jayne Mullins
ANOTHER LOST SOUL
Hanging low
behind ominous clouds,
the suspended moon looms large,
giving the illusion one could touch it,
causing a supernatural feel
to the already eerie night.
Darkness encompasses
the fleeing coach
like a shroud,
leaving the feeling
a demonic sinister presence
waits in the shadows
ready to pounce.
A horde of bats flit overhead
erratically as if to lead the
ill-fated journey.
Bare trees
encroach like spindly arms
reaching out to grab anyone
who dares come within their reach,
like mammoth spiders in webs
waiting for their prey.
Swathed in a scarlet cloak,
the faceless driver
only adds to the creepiness
as a lone black stallion
shimmers under the moonlight,
racing in a thundering gallop
as if Lucifer, himself, is at the reins.
Within the crimson coach,
a lost soul has fallen victim
to this red phantom.
The veiled moon
casts looming shadows
that dance maniacally,
as another lost soul
the dark angel snatches
for all eternity.
© 2015 Suzanna Jayne Mullins
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