General Announcements and Guidelines

Journal Entry: Mon Jan 9, 2017, 7:51 PM



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Greetings, ladies and gentlemen; patients and staff: 

This is your man-of-letters, Dr. Syn, speaking. I am not always an articulate person and I'm definitely not the most representative face for the staff, but I have been tasked with making the first announcement of the new year. Therefore, I am here in front of you to ask you to lend me your ears. 

Over the last several years, we have been dealing with overcrowding in our halls. We have also discovered that we have had problems with registering some of our patients. After all, we are already lost souls gathered under one roof, it would be quite unfortunate that some of us feel even more lost. Therefore, the staff and I have been planning to renovate the grounds and expand our facilities. Now that we have finished our project, I am proud to present the following new wings to you. Please take a look to familiarize yourself with our new layout. And feel free to roam around the expanded asylum:

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Hallways and Folders

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0: Featured 

This folder is usually reserved as the personal playground of Dr. Lector and his assorted staff. If you think your work should be allowed entry into this area, please speak to your friendly house staff first. Thank you.

1: Dead Archives

(Completed patient registration form only, please.) 

For all potential patients, please consider registering with the official staff with your very own registration form that can be found here. This is the official archive for our past, present and future patients. We welcome you into our facility with open arms.

Feel free to use our official seal as well.

2: Madness Chronicles

(Written works only. We accept both poetry and prose.)

In here you will find our patient's passionate scribbles and dissolute rants. We welcome our patients to show us their thoughts in written forms in this section and we invite you to come in and explore.

Just be careful. For when you look into the Abyss, the Abyss looks back on you also.

3: Patient's rooms

(Traditional and digital drawings unless designated elsewhere.)
We at the Asylum consider that blank walls are a reflection of the vast void of the human soul. Therefore we highly encourage our patients to take whatever that strike their fancy and mark up their living spaces as they see fit.

"Patient's Rooms" is where you will find both traditional and digital drawings that our patients has deemed important to decorate their lives' stories with. And we cannot approve of them more.

4: Camera Obscura

(General photography; unless designated elsewhere.)

Since time immemorial, humans have looked for ways to record the images and things they observe for their own record. From the very primitive cave paintings to the latest graphic-manipulation technology, our quest for recording our dreamscapes have never ended.

In this folder, we feature the records of our patient's travels through this world. We encourage you to take this journey vicariously with our inmates.

5: Strange Houses and Creepy places

(Reserved for photography and drawings - both traditional and digital - of landscapes and interiors.)

Where we have been both defines and haunts us. The geography of the mind is mapped with snippets of the geography of this world. Therefore, we have dedicated this region to help our patients to map the atlas of their minds.

We accept photographs as well as drawings that are specific for this purpose in this folder.

6: Ars Perpetua

(All photomanipulations - except for landscapes and interiors -)

Some say the human mind is the very last frontier of our exploration. We have the physical geography mapped out to a minute detail but we are still relatively clueless at where to start recording the vastness of the human imagination.

In this folder, we welcome you to manipulate the world as you see fit, and show us what kind of creatures lurk in the depth of your mind.

7: Labor Omnia Vincit

(Artisan crafts and other handicrafts, please.)

As the Romans once observed, “hard work conquers all.” And since "Idle hand are the Devil's playthings", we encourage our patients to wile away their time with handicrafts and other associated endeavours.

This is the place where you get to observe the fruit of their labours.


8: The Mess Hall

(Journals, features, announcements, commissions, etc.)

Every facility has a bulletin board, and this is ours. We welcome you to submit writings and journals for public announcement purposes only. We welcome you to advertise for your own services, features and contests.

But please remember to play nice. Boss Taizo has been itching to teach a few newcomers what it means to play nice.

9: The Hall of Memories

We have been running a series of intermittent challenges and contests. And it's only fitting that we feature the winners of these events as an example to all. Here you will find past winners - both literature and graphic - that has graced our facility. 

10: Most Current Contest: TBA

Here you will find information on our most current contest, including starting/ending dates as well as general rules. We will keep you well-informed of our intentions.

11: Past Contests

Here you will find all past contest entries. Unfortunate we are unable to delineate the specific contests and their dates at this moment. But consider this a Rogue’s Gallery of the sundry souls who have passed through our halls and have left an indelible mark on our walls.


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And finally, a few words from our lovely and dedicated Dr. Psychic.

Welcome to my profile by IllyDragonfly

Syn Signature by SinistrosePhosphate
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It's time for dark tales: Judging

Journal Entry: Tue Nov 1, 2016, 5:13 PM



Hello, ladies and gentlemen: 

We have had an eventful month. Thank you all for your participation in our never-ending quest to collect tales of the human condition. Good, bad... we are all in this together, after all. And since you are all inmates in the Asylum... I suppose you don't really have much of a say, do you? 

So please be patient with the staff as we work hard to decipher which tales were the most disturbing and gruesome in this month's collection. We will work hard to provide the list of winners very soon. 

The prizes for the winner of each category: 

100 Points from SinistrosePhosphate 
A written commission from IllyDragonfly for the visual category OR a visual commission from IllyDragonfly



Visual Entries inspired by: Time is running out




Literary entries inspired by: The mystic and the warrior

   The Keeping of CrowsThe Keeping of Crows
I keep to a cackle of crows,
Black feathers breathe loud at my back.
My abyssal flock surely grows,
I feed them from this dirty sack.
My ears do not know their harsh caws,
Must trust my dark twin to our path.
In blood-oath we follow crow laws,
My choice to watch over his bath.
Our crows ways not soon to be met,
And our blood flows suchly the same.
Dark hearts noble, our ways be set,
Our self-chosen thought in Crow's name.
I live for crows, but do not lack,
My tender care for darkness shows,
Our nightlife blooms, like roses black.
I keep to a cackle of crows.
MaggotsX @ 10.26.2016
Warrior of LightI become one with the chaos to recognize the order.
I become one with the pain. Yes, I feel this burning!
I become one with the darkness, one with the light;
I am a peaceful warrior, wearing scars on my face.
The ballast of thoughts, the ballast of the world,
The ballast of life, distributed on all shoulders.
You take to be victims. People, you have thought wrong!
You are the culprits because you make yourselves a victim.
The change in me, it changes the world.
Believe me, we are too many: Babylon falls!
No hero: The darkness is part of every soul.
Boom, boom … my heart pumps anger through my veins.
Ignorance is the enemy, knowledge the duty.
Harmony is the solution between darkness and light.
Among faceless people, we wear a face.
I need not judge; my words have enough weight.
Bright and dark: The fight has been raging since the dawn of time:
Two sides of a whole between wealth and suffering.
There are many ways in the fight against endless pain and
Three weapons: They are calle



We hope to have your winners for this contest for you as soon as we can. Please be patient with us. And enjoy the dark tales your fellow patients have prepared for you. 

Yours, as ever, 
Syn.


It's time for dark tales

Journal Entry: Sat Oct 1, 2016, 3:08 PM



** Update #4: Last 6 days left! Please get your entries in before October 31st for a chance to win! 
Please note: Please enter only pieces that are inspired by the pieces linked below. We will be unable to accept any piece that does not follow the rules. 



Update #1: 16 days and counting!  It's time to start those dark tales. 


Update #2:  Due to some technical difficulties, please submit your works to either "Patient's Rooms" or "Madness Chronicles" and leave a note here with your entry. I will move them into the correct folder manually until we can get Boss Taizo to clean up the facilities. We are sorry for the inconvenience! 


Update #3: The contest folder is now officially open. Once again, thank you for your patience with us! 



Autumn has come. It is time to gather around the fire and tell each other dark tales to ward off the oncoming cold. As we gather together, we celebrate the harvest while we mourn the dying summer. Very soon, darkness will descend upon us. And we have to be prepared. 

Because it will come for us, without fail. 
 

Welcome to our October Contest: Dark Tales

Rules: 

  1. You have to be a member of our group to enter the contest. Not a member? Click "Join the group" on our homepage. :iconmadmen-asylum:
  2. For the visual prompt, only literary entries are allowed. For the literary prompt, only visual entries are allowed. No cross overs, please. You can submit to both categories, but you can only win once. 
  3. Start date: 1st of October End date: 31st of October time zone PDT
  4. New entries only. Your deviation have to be submitted from 1st of October to 31st of October.
  5. Add to top of your description what your work was done for our group contest. Something like this will be fine: "This is my entry to the Madmen-Asylum "Dark Tales" contest"
  6. Entry have to be your own. No line arts, no bases.
  7. For photomanipulations: if there was used any resources (such as stock photographs or textures) they have to be credited in your descriptions.If there are collaborations the prize will be given to just one of the participants and we will entrust the collaborators to share the prize.
  8. All entries have to fit our group theme. Please keep in mind, we all are mad here. 
  9. One winner if there were 1-10 entries in each category. Two winners if there were above 10 entries in each category. Unfortunately, we will not be able to combine entries from both categories.
  10. You can enter as many as you want but you can win just once.
  11. Submit your entry to the "Halloween Contest: Dark Tales" folder: madmen-asylum.deviantart.com/g…


Prizes: 

If we have 5 to 10 participants in each category: 
The winner gets 100 Points from SinistrosePhosphate and a written commission from IllyDragonfly for the visual category OR a visual commission from IllyDragonfly

If we have 10+ participants in each category: 

The winner gets 100 Points from SinistrosePhosphate and a written commission from IllyDragonfly for the visual category OR a visual commission from IllyDragonfly
The Runner-up gets 50 Points from SinistrosePhosphate and written commission from IllyDragonfly for the visual category OR a visual commission from IllyDragonfly

Judges: 

:iconn7vega: our fearless medical director, Dr. Lecter; a veteran of retelling dark tales.

:iconsinistrosephosphate:  Dr. Syn; an old wandering soul who collects dark tales.

:iconillydragonfly:  Dr. Psychic, the forensic psychiatrist who'll check all the rules are scrupulously followed.

Prompts: 

For the visual part of the contest, please consult the file provided by the kind Dr. Psychic: Time is running out
For the literary part of the contest, please consult Dr. Syn's visions: The mystic and the warrior

Remember: please reply to Dr. Psychic with your own visions and inspired images. And please only reply to Dr. Syn with your best ravings and rants. 

We hope to hear from you, our dearest patients. 





Post-Script: 

Since this is, indeed, the most wonderful time of the year, some of our friends and affiliates are also hosting their own version of nightmarish contests. Please check them out as well: 
:iconcreepy-chibi: is hosting a "Creepy Clown" Halloween contest: CREEPY CLOWNS HALLOWEEN CONTEST!!!

:iconmemnalar: is hosting a "Cabinet of Curiosities" Halloween literature contest: All Hallow's Tales 2016 - CABINET OF CURIOSITIES

If you are running a group and has a Halloween contest of your own, please feel free to contact us. 



Reality surpasses every fantasy

Journal Entry: Fri Aug 19, 2016, 4:47 AM


Situated outside of the bustling city of Milan (Italy) and immersed in an almost unnatural silence in the heart of a wild park, lies a very special place known as Montebello, or simply "Mombello."

The surrounding park located in Limbiate is breathtakingly beautiful. And the building was originally built as a summer retreat for a noble family in the 1500's. It was then modified in the centuries to come, eventually enlarged and renovated several times. It was even used by Napoleon Bonaparte himself during the Cisalpine Republic. 

But during the 19th century, this large building complex was used for a more sinister purpose. 
In 1863, Mombello was turned into a psychiatric hospital
It was meant to host about 900 patients but it soon became overcrowded, with around 1100 patients in 1879. The recorded maximum was reached around 1925, with over 3000 inmates. Out of necessity, the buildings were added to. And the patients had to be classified and segregated due to the type and severity of their conditions. For a decade the famed psychiatrist Ugo Cerletti presided over Mombello where started his innovative experimental treatments for epilepsy and other mental disorders. His experiments eventually lead to the creation of the first Electroconvulsive Therapy (known commonly as Electroshock) Apparatus and the usage of electroshock therapy in 1938.

Everything changed thanks to the psychiatrist Franco Basaglia, who couldn't help but to be revolted by the inhumane conditions of the patients in the Lunatic Asylum of Gorizia where he worked. His refusing to bind the patients to their beds and to utilize the isolation method lead to a debate in the whole country and the endorsement in 1978 of a national reform bill that provided to the closure and dismantling of all the mental hospitals in 1978.

Despite these reforms, the Mombello closed just in 1999.  And since then, the buildings are in a state of abandonment. It had become a destination for graffiti artists, vandals, homeless people and adventurous photographers.

The moment you walk into the park that hides the Mombello buildings, you were greeted by an upsetting silence that was almost unnatural. It was like being swallowed by the green, which concealed and and eroded the old architecture at the same time. 

Like green fangs by IllyDragonfly

The sunny summer light mercilessly exposed the the state of decline in this place. There was broken glass, debris and dust everywhere while we slowly and silently moved in. Many corridors were so long that it was hard to see their ends, and it was chilling trying to distinguish anything in the distance. The papers scattered on the floor from the archives seemed to be calling me, but the almost total darkness of the rooms made me want to follow my companions closer. The surrounding nature had crept over the buildings starting from the walls: ivy vines tenaciously and relentlessly crawled through the empty windows, some even reaching as low as the dusty floors.

 Getting ready for the check up by IllyDragonfly


The corridors were also clogged by broken pieces of furniture. Remnants of patient beds could be seen if you dared to peek through the half-open doors. 

The dining hall was an ample but now empty room. The walls were covered in graffiti; some quite beautiful, but all were appalling in a way.  

We reached the women's wing after a small break. The atmosphere here was much more claustrophobic, since the threshold was partially clogged by bricks, and we had to walk in single file to get inside. The atmosphere reminded me of a zombie movie. Doors were barricaded with bricks, only to be partially broken down. And the precarious stairs seemed to dare me to climb them. We decided to stay on the ground floor and I couldn't help but to feel grateful for that. I couldn't stop looking up and be scared by the conditions of the false ceiling, which seemed ready to fall in big pieces right on our heads. 

  Like a zombie movie by IllyDragonfly
Our next stop was in a building that we called "The School" due to the presence of many desks. This location was my favourite, because once inside we were greeted by an almost fairy-tale like scene: the windows had still some pieces of glass and the foliage of the garden filtered the sunlight into a soft dreamy atmosphere. I couldn't help but run everywhere, amazed and excited, feeling a strange energy running along my body.
Like a fairy forest by IllyDragonfly
 

But that energy turned into a nervous one when we carefully climbed the dilapidated stairs to reach the second floor. Over there, the damages were much more severe and the roof had collapsed in many points. The sight of the summer blue sky from those gaping holes was really upsetting.

Skylight by IllyDragonfly
 
 
It was unsafe for us to stay there for long. So we quickly -but prudently- descended the stairs and reached our last stop, a building which seemed to include more patients' rooms. That was when I started feeling nervous and impatient to leave. At first I didn't understand the reason of my fidgeting, then I got it: it wasn't because of the thicker air that made me cough from the dust, but unsettling darkness that enveloped some of the corridors we walked through. The reduced visibility and the many obstacles in our way totally changed my view of the whole place. I started to feel fear as I looked at the rooms with all doors open and at the fire damage which destroyed the ceiling in some points. 




" In a mad world, only the mad are sane."  Akira Kurosawa

I didn't realize how much my nerves wrecked up the day until we left that building. I felt such a great relief leaving the place with the sun still high in the sky, and I felt like I could finally breathe deeply again.

The feelings I experienced ranged from the childish thrill of exploring a forbidden place to the fear of being injured and left behind in that appallingly silent place as the sunlight died; from the excited photographer obsession to strive for the perfect shot to the human empathy for all those persons who had been suffering, separated from the 'normal' world by thick walls and straight-jackets.

The return to the civil world was almost unreal and I felt very grateful for the noise of the people moving lazily in the shopping mall. At the same time I'm very conscious of that silent darkness I breathed for the whole day and now is sitting almost peacefully behind my eyes.





Skin by UszatyArbuz

Dreams and Nightmares ~ Winners ~

Journal Entry: Wed Mar 23, 2016, 12:43 PM





Ladies and gentleman, sorry for the wait. We finally have the pleasure to announce the winners of both parts of the "Dreams and Nightmares" contest to you. We are very sorry that you have to wait for so long, however, due to us being short-staffed during a very busy time of the year, we had no other choice but to let you wait. But your wait is now over. 

Here are the winners: 

Part I : Visual Entries

First Prize:

 <da:thumb id="563743736"/>  by :iconkonstantinagouladina:


Bullet; Red SinistrosePhosphate  100 :iconpointsplz: and a commission
Bullet; Red IllyDragonfly one written commission
Bullet; Red Docali 90 :iconpointsplz: 
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon short poem (not longer than three stanzas)
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 1 llama  and a feature
Bullet; Red CapnSkusting feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblood 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblood 1 critique (100 words or more)
Bullet; Red Oskana 1 llama+ 1 watch + feature of the work + an inked drawing of a character/OC 

Second Prize:

  Dreams Of Death by Energiaelca1  by :iconenergiaelca1:


Bullet; Red Docali 40 :iconpointsplz:
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon haiku
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red CapnSkusting feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblood 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblooda comment (50 words or more)
Bullet; Red Oskana 1 llama+ 1 watch + feature of the work


Third Prize: 

Loosing contact with reality by Garnet69Frost by :icongarnet69frost:


Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 10 favs + a watch
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 1  llama and a feature
Bullet; Red CapnSkusting feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblood 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblooda comment (50 words or more)
Bullet; Red Oskana 1 llama + 1 watch + feature of the work

Rest of the entries: 

Bella Zabub by IggySlash Undercover Of The Night by IggySlash the observer by CapnSkusting Sleep Paralysis by Akira-Keine-Hoffnung DysMorphoPhobia by EliHanPen Drip by Eomat-Lema Surveillance Camera by IggySlash From inside by Dark-Scratcher Insomnia, my waking nightmare by garnet69frost Dream Creature #51: Scourge by EvilSaintGood Goeltzsch Viaduct by Malintra-Shadowmoon Super Creeps by IggySlash Dream or Nightmare by K-Escarlata Scarecrow by unikatdesign My Soul Will Walk Free by Malintra-Shadowmoon Nightmare 1 by gojesser Nightmare 2 by gojesser Dark City by babelfish4 Full time Dreamer by K-Escarlata Nightmare 3 by gojesser Shaking by babelfish4 Nightmare 4 by gojesser i robot by babelfish4 Vaermina by XIIIArk Spinning Top by babelfish4 Thick Freakness by IggySlash Hallucinations/ dreams vs Reality by garnet69frost


Part II: Literary Entries


First prize: 

ElegyPeople call me a frigid bitch. Others say I’m depressed.
But just listen.
Once, a winter a long time ago, a blizzard struck the suburbs. Picture this: everyone wakes up to houses heavy with snow, an uncomfortable amount. Like icing on grocery store cupcakes. It’s in one of these cupcakes that a baby is born—Linda’s water broke very suddenly and she wasn’t about to shovel snow from the driveway with the baby’s “head already dangling” between her legs. (Dangling. That’s how Linda described it. She had a way with words.)
Linda gives birth while holding her father’s hand. She’s 18. The baby has no father. After she cuts the cord, she sits on the sofa half naked (Linda said her mother covered her up with a shrunken blanket before going to get some oatmeal) and the baby lies on her breast. The baby doesn’t cry. The baby’s eyes are closed. The baby is dreaming.
The baby dreams of things she hasn’t seen yet. Sh
 by :iconanditwasso:

Bullet; Red SinistrosePhosphate  100 :iconpointsplz: and a commission
Bullet; Red IllyDragonfly one drawn commission
Bullet; Red Docali 90 :iconpointsplz: 
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon short poem (notlonger than three stanzas)
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red CapnSkusting feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblood 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblood 1 critique (100 words or more)
Bullet; Red Oskana 1 llama + 1 watch + feature of the work + 
an inked drawing of a character/OC


Second Prize:

<da:thumb id="571848431"/>  by :iconbabelfish4:

Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 40 :iconpointsplz: 
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon haiku
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red CapnSkusting feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblood 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblooda comment (50 words or more)
Bullet; Red Oskana 1 llama + 1 watch + feature of the work

Third Prize: 

Freedom Will Walk My SoulThe gate of freedom of my soul can only be gained with sweet determination of living. The tests of life always there among the cold stone walls that surrounds me. The gate closed, reminding me that my life is still trudging through these tight walls.
I only know when the gate becomes open, is when I'm finally free of this torment. The life can finally allow me to know that my soul is fully free to roam without limitations. It would this time would I feel the fullness of freedom from this nightmare. A dream of freedom while trapped in a nightmare.
Sounds of freedom echo around me, I can hear the gate rising to allow me to my freedom, the freedom for my soul. Banners waving gently in the breeze, the freedom is only a step away from me; heavens above I never felt so free!
Never again will I be trapped, I'm forever free.
 by :icontheoracledragon:

Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 10 favs + a watch
Bullet; Red Malintra-Shadowmoon 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red CapnSkusting feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblood 1 llama and a feature
Bullet; Red RogueMudblooda comment (50 words or more)
Bullet; Red Oskana 1 llama + 1 watch + feature of the work


Rest of the Entries:

It Is NightI lie in bed.
I am awake. Somehow.
It is in the middle of the night.
Something holds me there.
I cannot see it.
But I feel how it presses me deep into the feathers,
Takes away my breath and eats my inner.
It pulls and tugs at my soul,
Wants to take me with it,
Deep into the darkness.
I am in fear.
I want to scream.
But no words come from my lips.
Scarcely a croak escapes from my throat.
I feel how it swallows me slowly,
Dragging me into the abyss,
Into the black depths.
I fight against it,
With all my strength,
Try to rebel against it.
Try to scream.
I cannot wake up!
In pain I open my closed eyes slowly.
My arms push me up with highest effort.
If I could only name it!
Then, probably, it might not be so frightful.
I manage to escape it.
My eyes are open.
My breath goes flat.
My voice ….. I find my voice again.
It is gone.
But only for this night.
 <da:thumb id="570120493"/>  Lost SomewhereOnce I decided it was hard to see,
What happened in the world and I tried to flee,
Built up a world not cold,
Needed it as a stronghold,
But I lost contact with reality.
  The MinesBixby always loved a good ghost story. He brought a ton of them back from the mines, and I wrote them down along with the blue collar folk songs I was researching.
Bixby was my inside man, my ticket into the coal mines. We hit it off over a coupla drinks one night and suddenly everyone stopped looking at me like I was another stuffed shirt from the Company. Yeah, it’s true I’ve never done a hard day of labor in my life, but it takes all kinds, right?
My great-grandfather was a miner back in Pittsburgh – some of my earliest memories are of playing in his hard hat and taking a slap on the hand for trying to grab the pickaxe. What I remember most though, were the songs. Grandpa sang those mining songs long after he set the canary free; those songs were my mother’s inheritance. She sang me to sleep with bluesy hymns of shovels clinking and lanterns flickering. And at night, I dreamed. I found myself wandering endless caverns, my tiny light shining on crystals and fo
  Girl Tired of Wine BottlesWhat a bad smell
that makes my nose in bin.
Don't suggest to me
I'm not in!
What kind of a person
you thought me?
But sorry I'm not ass ass son
I won't break my head or me.
I don't love something like this
I take a look I'm in rubbish
Sorry I can't let this
boss to break my head childish.
What am I
a scapegoat?
Never up to sky
stars,bye-bye goat!
 <da:thumb id="573309587"/>   Goodnight To Me, Indi
    I am Indi! I know who I am, I know who She is.
    What do you see when you look in the mirror? Just your own reflection? Just a view of yourself from a slightly different angle? I envy you. I see Her, Violet. She steals my face to disguise herself as me, but I’m the one who gets held to account for Her actions.
    Call her whatever you want, my Alter Ego, my Id, my Doppelganger, my Second Self, my Darker Side... Whatever, She is NOT ME. I wouldn’t, I couldn’t do the kinds of things she enjoys doing.
    When I stand still and stare into her glassy face she moves, she smiles at me like a shark about to attack. I’d close my eyes and wish her away, but I know in the darkest depths of my soul that she would still be stood there mocking me.
    Peter Pan thought he was having trouble trying to catch his shadow; he should have
 <da:thumb id="573676069"/>  Freedom of MindThe thoughts of my mind
are not free, but mastered
by things around me.
  A Dream of Death?
“Thank you for seeing the patient, Doctor, I know it’s late.” The Sister scuttles towards the second set of iron ward doors, her large keys rattling in the lock as she tried not to drop the thick medical file tucked under her arm. “Oh, I, thought you were Doctor...”
“Your request wasn’t clear which patient you were referring to Nurse.” The Doctor sighed glancing at an old pocket watch in his waistcoat, running a bony finger across the cracked crystal face.
“The necromanic, Doctor.” The Sister mutters relocking the doors and handing the file to the Doctor.
“The what?” The Doctor thumbed through notes. “You mean Miss Nyx? Nurse, obsession with death and nightmares does not make her a necromanic. I take it her sleep is still disturbed?”
“You could say that Doctor, every night she keeps the entire asylum awake with her screams.”  The Sister shivers at the thought of another night lis
 

It is our utmost pleasure to announce the ending of our second contest series. We really appreciate all the contestants and all those who have donated prizes. If you have any suggestions on what kind of contests we should run in the future, please don't hesitate to let us know. And it is our hope that you will continue to support our contests in the future. 

Most sincerely, 
Syn.




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