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WinterfallWinterfall:

Warm blood drips upon the pearl white snow
freezing into droplets that shine and glow
Red like the colour of his once livid cheeks
It frames the sculpture I have carved on this peak

An artwork made so terrifyingly sublime
I believe that such a thing would be condemned as a crime
But woe betide the unfortunate soul
For the poor man stumbled into the freezing cold...

I remember his features in his moment of death
Hope and despair, intermingled as one
A shine of reality as he opens the door
and steps into the hell from the days of yore

From then he has passed into my loving care
His body as a shell and so I lay it bare
CorvusCorvus:

Black feathers falling through the empty sky
A whisper upon the winds, better left unspoken
As a glimmer of sunlight catches my eye
I am drawn to the worms that writhe below

Each one pulses with the desire to live
endlessly tunneling through the sands of the earth
With nothing more for them to give
I'm afraid they are quickly eaten...

One, two, three and four
Each one swallowed by an open door
Five, six, seven, eight
They know not love nor petty hate

It makes me wonder if they feel this pain
of being consumed by the one they fear
They sprout and dance in the lovely rain
Not knowing of that which lurks so near

-Chen Yu
Arguing With A MirrorArguing With A Mirror:

Ah greetings mister Chen, to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?

Don't play around with me man, you know I'm outta material...

Oh? So it would seem that our mighty street thug has finally come crashing down
Have you come to apologise for putting me aside?
Perhaps you finally realised how important I am for creativity

Say whatever you want pal, but I need some juice and I need it now!

And what makes you think I'll help you this time?
If you recall correctly Chen, was it not you who pushed me out?
As far as I remember, you said you wanted to be "real"
You said that my "expertise" was not currently needed

What
A Navigator's TreasureA Navigator's Treasure:

For she who watches the tides of the sea
For she who guides the weary ship.
There is no greater treasure for her
Than a scroll of an ancient writ...

This artifact that we did find
Was stolen from a dragon's behind
Plucked it out from the creature's rear
whilst it nestled the egg that it held dear

So gold and fine was this glorious egg
That soon my mind began to renege
It was filled with thoughts of gold and riches
So tangible that I nearly pissed me britches

Me accent soon began to change
I thought like a thug who was most deranged
Gamblin' at tables would be might fine
With an egg of such a rich design
As The Skies PartedAs The Skies Parted:

As the clouds in the skies parted and fire rained to the earth
The soft keening of the voices trapped within the abyss
resounded throughout the empty plains, as the world prepared itself
to meet a fate no worse than complete and utter oblivion.

The waters turned red with blood and bubbled with a poisonous brew
Whilst the creatures of the mountains, mutated into vicious monstrocities
A pall of darkness, settled around the Earth like a cloak of shadows
and in its grip we knew the true fury of a God gone mad.

Hundreds were slain by the rocks that pummelled the ground
As they fell from the heavens like burning stars
Pirate: The Legend of Chenbeard 1 - 2Pirate: The Legend of Chenbeard

Chapter One: Dirty Work

Release One: Pages 4  - 7

CHENBEARD RAN UP to the group of pilgrims that were approaching the stream and upon reaching their group he dropped to his knees and began to plead with them, "Sirs! Please excuse this ragged man and take pity on him," he said, his strange brogue vanishing instantly to be replaced by perfect Common. "My companion and I were waylaid by bandits and she managed to escape them by hiding near the stream. They've taken all of my clothing and possessions and though I don't much care for the loss of my material wealth, I would like to beg you desperately for a set of
They Watch You SleepThey Watch You Sleep:

There are many bards who can tell you tales
Of the creeping shadows that come at night
We've seen them crawling along the walls
In the absence of the light...

On the darkest of nights, cold and chill
You can hear them quietly gibbering.
They speak of things that you cannot know
Which is why they are always whispering.

It is said that they will know the future
and that they know the fate of every man
They are here to watch his path unfold
or perhaps to have him damned...

These sick and twisted animals
Bear a stench that is rather foul
But you will only smell this scent
if they choose to remove their cowl

Battle ScarsBattle Scars:

Sharp claws rake into my skin
as my blood bursts forth to splatter against the ground
The uneven breathing of my foe
tells me that he too is wounded and close to death

I can see his teeth, flecked with frothing saliva
foaming and spitting as he bellows his name
He charges into me, his frame crashing with mine
the impact has me reeling and I fall back against the stone

The ground feels cold
the icy chill seeping into my bones
the warmth of my blood escapes me
and I can feel myself beginning to fade

Up toward the sky I glance
praying that I might receive assistance
I pray that he who commands me, he who stands above
Will pity
ScreamScream:

He steps out onto the stage, grinning as always
He can hear the bass playing as the drum sets the mood
So to warm them up, he begins with an introduction:

Though we have come here tonight as individuals
I believe that we will leave here as friends
Because no one else, except a friend
Would be willing to hear you scream.
And so, tonight, we'll be playing our song "Scream"

He takes a deep breath and the guitar begins to wail
The drumming heats up and he knows that this is his moment
In a voice that is low and filled with emotion
He slowly begins to sing his song:

When first you came upon this path
You thought that you had
The Tomb of KhaineThe Tomb of Khaine:

The moans of the shambling horde could be heard
As zombies burst from the depths of the tomb
The Pirates were trapped within the mausoleum;
Caught in the center of a Demon's womb...

It spawned a horror with each contraction
A shuffling parody of tainted life
With flesh that hung in sallow strips;
Carved with the edge of a pus-dripping knife

As more of the beasts spewed forth from the depths
The Captain called for a spark of light
As Haze scattered the explosive dust
A match was thrown to make it ignite

Boom! it exploded with a shock of force
As the Pirates were thrown to the dirty floor
They cleared the spac
A Shattered IllusionA Shattered Illusion:

A day that was born of the brightest light
Has now shattered like crystals in the sinking dark
Where once the spirit was unfettered and free
Now it weeps painfully in a cage of thorns

Blood is drawn from its tender flesh
And drips slowly down to mark the skin
A tattoo of pain forever remembered
By a ghost that lives within

There is emptiness in this void
A cold and lonely song of existence
A solemn note born from the sheer magnitude of the silence
That it deafens both the heart and mind

In the quiet serenity of utter despair
What is born from the lack of a sense of hope?
A cold determination to steal the f
Just for LaughsJust for Laughs:

There once was a man named Blue
He was a gentleman living in a shoe
He decided to go out and have a drink of stout
but then he met a thug named Drew

Gimme yo' money b*tch!

Blue was taken aback by his manner of speech
where did this man learn to speak and screech?
For language is meant to be free as a bird
not harsh and cruel like his spoken word

You crazy man? I said gimme yo' money!

Now I say it good sir and I really do
must I teach you to rhyme and listen too?
Repeat after me and follow the beat
Bobby beat his best mate Pete

Look man, I dunno what you're smokin', but I said gimme the cash!

Here's a tongue tw
Chenbeard's OC CrewChenbeard's OC Crew

Read first:
Hey guys, this is just a comprehensive character profile for the Black Fedora Pirates crew that will be featured in the novels. As I have previously announced, no OCs from the DA crew will be placed inside to avoid storyline, plot and other foreseeable errors. There are however two namesakes, the first being Lyra and the second being Hayes. Other than that, please enjoy meeting the crew (who will feature more heavily in the Mercenary Series than in Sanguine).

Character Number: One
Character Name: Chenbeard the Pirate
Nickname/Other Names: Serenade, Commander of the Repentance Force
Fighting Style: Doppleg
Can I Cut Yet?Can I Cut Yet?:

Hey, Hey Sadako
Hey...
I really want to cut something
can I, can I please?
This girl is talking to me, she seems rather nice
The colour of her eyes makes me think of fucking lice
I want to cut her, I want to cut her so bad!
but that seems to make Sadako really sad...
Okay, I guess I won't cut her

Hey, Hey Sadako
This teacher is really boring
I want to cut him, I WANT TO CUT HIM SO BAD!
I'm in class now, Sadako stands beside me
She points out a mistake I made in my notes
I start tearing at the paper while grinding my teeth
I want to show them my frustration, OH SO BAD!
but that seems to make Sadako really sad..
Breaking FreeBreaking Free:

I sit here waiting, in the coldest of cells
Outside I hear them screaming for blood
I know that they mean to kill me soon
Yet somehow my spirit remains resolved and calm

As they march me to the gallows, wrapped in chains
I grin knowingly as they force me to kneel
Each and every man in the audience, waits for this moment
They know that something is about to change!

An eldritch wind ripples through the air
And I can feel it wrapping around my beating heart
It makes me feel like breaking the conventions:
The ones that I've torn apart...

And as they make me bow before the guillotine
I can feel a sense of unrivaled exc
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The Sanguinary OfferingThe Sanguinary Offering:

We lay her down upon the altar
With chains to hold her hands and feet.
She will not stir and she will not speak;
Our eyes she will not meet...

This girl was made for a single purpose
She is here to serve in death.
A simple container of blood and flesh
Soon to be robbed of breath.

Our hands bear the ancient markings
Scars we open with trembling hands.
For the scent of our blood shall awaken him;
The sleeping lord of our land...

With heads pressed to the dirty floor
We cower in fear at the Raven's cry.
For the bird shall serve as the master's herald;
And none would dare to meet his eye!

Cold and lifeles
The Legendary Thunder WolfThe Legendary Thunder Wolf:

In the darkest of times his tale is told.
The Thunder Wolf of legends old...
He came from the mountains on a stormy night
To save the Lycans from a dire plight...

Our race was young and growing still
Born into the world by Luna's will.
She gave us hearts of the purest light
And told us that the world was bright.

But Luna was a child, small and naive;
She saw the good in which she believed.
Sadly for us, we lived the truth;
As we were hunted for fang and tooth.

Knowing nothing of weapons or war
We were slaved and broken to our very core.
It was then that he came, hammer in hand
And he swore to us to
The Traitorous GreybacksThe Traitorous Greybacks:

Shunned amongst the Lycan tribes;
The great betrayers of faith.
We bear the mark of our sinful past
This ancient scar of hate.

We wear it proudly upon our backs
The fur that's ashen grey.
The sign that we have sold our kin
To live another day...

We werewolves live as tyrant beings;
Immortal as we please...
But we alone are forced to bear
This fetid filthy disease.

It eats away at flesh and bone
Until all that's left is sludge.
Lost alone in horrid pain;
Through empty days we trudge.

But we have learnt a secret way
To stop our bitter end...
As long as we can steal a pup
From our blessed neighbour's
Eternal Life [Remix]Eternal Life [Remix]:

We are creatures of mortality
Born to live and die.
Yet there are those amongst us
Who resent the last goodbye.

They see it as an end to things;
The call of colder waves.
They have a fear of being trapped;
Locked away in graves.

But deep beneath the buried earth
No one hears you scream.
Pound and smash against the coffin;
End this horrid dream!

Kiss the flower of the reaper
Bear his blissful touch...
Soon you will be wisked away
Warm within his clutch!

But now you know the dreaded fear
Of why we cannot die.
We hear the reaper calling us
That we cannot lie.

In both our dreams and waking nights;
We se
The Wolven PrideThe Wolven Pride:

We are hunted down as monsters;
By legends demonised.
We are feared as devilish creatures
In your pitiful human eyes...

But let me try and teach you
Of why we do not fear.
Because we actually enjoy it
When the hunters seek us here.

In the forest we are champions
In the night we rule the lands.
The hunter becomes the hunted
And dies by our hands.

Fangs will pierce his fragile throat
His flesh is torn to shreds.
It is the fear and scent of death
That the hunter truly dreads.

But we alone shall know no fear
For by the moon we shall be blessed.
Draped in Luna's loving embrace;
We bet our life with every breat

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Her Cold Lips

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Her Cold Lips:

She watches me, as I bid my friends goodbye
Her cold hands creep along my shoulders
they tell me that she is there
and that she will never let me go...

We're in my room now, away from the outside
I know that she doesn't like the sun
Often, she prefers to observe me from the shadows
but I think she doesn't like the others coming close...

We're beneath the covers now, panting softly
her cold body pressed against mine
Her lips are completely devoid of warmth
and yet they taste so rousingly sweet

A haunting, a haunter and the haunted
Two of us now entwined beneath the ruffled sheets
We cross a barrier that should not be broken
each and every night, as her softly tongue slips gently over mine...

It's dark now and she continues to smile
Her chest does not rise and fall, for she does not breathe
She suffocates me and yet I can't bear to let her go
She clings to me and yet I am equally drawn

It's daytime now and she has vanished
but I know she will return when the sun has gone
Though her lips and tongue remain forever cold to me
they fill my heart with a soothing warmth...

"Tell me oh lord, is it so wrong to love a ghost?"

-Chen Yuan Wen, August 18th 2012
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Just an experimental piece, workin' with more sensual scenes. Could use some fine tuning, but that's why tha Captain was practisin' with this.

Modified tha author's tagline in tha poetry so that it fits with Chen's old pieces. The captain is still ultra busy unfortunately, but that's how it is bein' a third year xD.

-Co-captain Hayes :iconlugialuvr13:
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*darkheroic Oct 18, 2012  Hobbyist Interface Designer
you're a good writer.. nice
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*WordOfChen Oct 18, 2012  Professional Writer
Thank you for enjoying my work ^^

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:
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*darkheroic Oct 18, 2012  Hobbyist Interface Designer
my pleasure :D
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*WordOfChen Oct 18, 2012  Professional Writer
Pleasure is all mine, my friend ^^

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:
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~Myennaius13 Oct 4, 2012
This could almost be you writing about my problem with letting my ex go. Where oh great writer of poems do'est thou come up with such fantastic works to bend and yet sooth the aching mind?
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*WordOfChen Oct 18, 2012  Professional Writer
Hmmm, from the depths of my mind usually xD I've been requested this week to talk about how I come up with my poems xD

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:
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~Myennaius13 Dec 12, 2012
I've been writing something myself for a while now, and in the cases of what I might consider genius works (forgive the moment of ego, but I'm also including what you wrote here in this thought) often come from the opposite end of one's anatomy; namely right from the most foul smelling depths of one's self (this comment is meant in a joking manner, just in case it isn't obvious).
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=Azedarach Sep 5, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Holy, that was great.
Gives me so many ideas.
Tell me, have you ever written a novel?
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*WordOfChen Oct 18, 2012  Professional Writer
I probably won't write a novel until I sell a few mini e-books first ^^

Thank you for enjoying my work though

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:

P.S. This reply is like a month late xD...man that awkward moment when the artist takes one month to reply to people .____. :iconotlplz:
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~Hazyl Aug 31, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
This is amazing. I love the eeriness of the piece. You can really feel the emotions.
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