Late Night Rescue

Well, what can I say, I was working on some fan art for an Mmorpg I play called Regnum, but as per usual a different image came to light.

Too wicked for prayer, too weak for a moan
To be heard in the streets of the crazy town,
Gone mad in the joy of snow coming down:
To be and to die in my terrible woe,
With a bed and a shroud of the beautiful snow.


Helpless and foul as the trampled snow,
His accents of mercy fall soft on thine ear,
"Is there mercy for me? Will He hear my weak prayer?"

Reflection

This Piece shows Daniel Underwood from a different perspective, possibly his more human side. Maybe all of the atrocities he has been guilty of in the past weigh heavily on his mind

Underwood & Flinch Episode 31

Mr. Bennett has excelled himself with the latest episode of U&F. The plot’s intense; equally so are Bennett’s meditations, while never breaking the seamlessness of the story line, on the nature of love and evil. A bullet of a Story—and an absolute bull’s eye.

Depicted here are 2 scenes from the episode, one of John William Brooks as a Gentleman Highwayman and one Of the Black Horse Inn.

I cannot reccomend this episode enough to anyone who fancies something a little but different. Head off to Underwood & Flinch and download the latest episode. Also the story is up for an award, so head over to The Polidori Awards And Vote for U & F 

Bedchamber of the Master.

A vampire's life cold and dark.
A vampire's life a lonely existence.
My life is a hollow grave dead ground.
The moon kisses while the sun stings and burns.

A vampire's life is dark and dense never dying but never seeing.
We are feared but then what do we fear?
We have everything but it turns out we have nothing.
They want to be us, but in a vampire's life they want death.

The Fledgling

I've been rather busy of late so i have been neglecting my duties here, anyway a new image of Underwood for you. This time he's in his vampiric infancy, somewhere back in the 18th Century.