You have entered a cavern of darkness, filled with the demonic dreams of the damned. Shadows flicker across the black waters of the river Styx. A black figure steps out of the shadows, walks across the water, and looks at you.

I am the guardian of this place, a place where daydreams meet nightmares, home to gargoyles and nymphs, daemons and faeries...

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Hail, reader. My name is Alexis, though I am also commonly known as "X", "Sha'ori", and "Lovergirl".
I love religion. As an avid non-christian, I think of religion as a hobby, a ficticious dream of mankind's in order to elevate itself to its peers, the animals, who don't really care at all. It is a strange dream of mankinds', to give itself a non-present master who can punish it...or maybe that is just humanity's need to think that it is connected to everything, that whenever something happens it is because of "my" error, "my" sin......etc. But in what passes for reality in my domain, this makes humans delusional, because if weather had a deity, it wouldn't give a damn about a petty "sin", and therefore the tornado that relocated your house yesterday has nothing to do with you. And neither does the plague that is sweeping the land. And just because the world is going to self-destruct doesn't mean that a deity is going to destroy it and tell us about it in advance. In fact, if the world does end, it will be OUR fault, and not the petty vengeance of some god that won't even show it's face to humans.
I also love psychology, sociology,philosophy, and theology, which I manage to cram into one. This usually ends up getting me in trouble, either for saying the wrong thing to my parents, who are die-hard Catholics, or for going on and on while a Christian teacher is in earshot. This, while it shouldn't hurt my grade in their class, seems to anyways. It seems humanity is very bigoted when it comes to belief, and it is my belief that every single person on Earth ((and anywhere else, for that matter)) should be hunted down and killed quickly and with as little mess as possible.
So why, if I hate humanity so much, am I still around to be annoyed by it? Well, that's a strange, interesting question.
The answer is Davern.
In Davern, there collect people who A) cannot breathe out carbon dioxide ((Mark)), B) create life where there is none ((Mary)), or are cold-blooded ((me)).
I am one of three authors in Davern. These three are myself, Mary Szabady, and Jola Komornicka. I am in the middle of two books right now. They are titled "Blood Landing" and "Daggerwind". Both are fantasy novels with several characters. Writing is another of my favorite pastimes. I spend much of my free summer time, when I'm nt working, writing my books. I seldom have time during the school year because of all the homework, projects, tests, etc., so the book doesn't progress during the winter.
I am one of four artists in Davern, and I am currently the only one who has work available for mass viewing. My work can be seen here if you're that curious. I've been drawing since I was little, and though I never drew on the walls with crayons, I did paint the bathroom with diaper rash cream. My parents were not amused. I like drawing, and while I can't seem to draw men, or to get my pictures as dark as I'd like them, I still think that they're pretty good, for a 15 year old.
And for my final words, I'd like to remind you all that
"You cannot survive without me.......for what is light, without darkness?"

Legend

The figure walks slowly back over the water, releasing your hand, as you slowly realize that she has taken you over the river and back, without your feet ever touching the ground. She raises a hand in farewell, and fades back into the shadows until nothing is left but the glint of the dying torch she was carrying.




I can be stalked at:
BlackfirePhoenix@hotmail.com



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