by Noxis | November 1, 2024 | Fates Fruitions Part 1: The Final Sins, Sacrilege, & Salacity Of A Phantom Prince, FATES FRUITIONS: The Final Sins, Sacrilege, and Salacity of a Phantom Prince, Phantom 24' (The Epilogue) | 0 Comments

Fragile moments past as I drift throughout the hours of a midnight sky, pondering upon the very steps that have lead me here, teetering away at the very thoughts and memories that keep me tethered. "What a strange place", I say to myself, as the beacons of light from...

by Noxis | October 31, 2024 | Fates Fruitions Part 1: The Final Sins, Sacrilege, & Salacity Of A Phantom Prince, FATES FRUITIONS: The Final Sins, Sacrilege, and Salacity of a Phantom Prince, Phantom 24' (The Epilogue) | 0 Comments

It feels like lifetimes have passed since I've last spoke the truth. Many day's since my last words spent trapped in spindling time that has sought to test my very limits and patience, leaving me drifting in and out of the senses of my own mind, whilst I've simply sat...

by Noxis | August 9, 2024 | Fates Fruitions Part 1: The Final Sins, Sacrilege, & Salacity Of A Phantom Prince, Phantom 24' (The Epilogue) | 0 Comments

I awake this morn with watery eyes - strained still, from the countless lives they're forced to bare witness to throughout the odd hours of both day and night. There is a weight to them now that I cannot fully put into words. A weight in them so heavy, that the very...

by Noxis | December 19, 2023 | OBSIDIAN | OBVLIVION: The Fruition of Final Fates, PHTM 23' (INTO THE PHANTOM REALITY), RIDE! | 0 Comments

Cruising, But deep down inside I know that I have little time to waste. These nights have begun to grow thicker than I've ever bore witness to, and though these temperatures for imminent winter feel so unseasonably warm, I know that soon the cold will come. Thoughts,...

by Noxis | December 19, 2023 | (REDUX) The Phantom NOIR, OBSIDIAN | OBVLIVION: The Fruition of Final Fates, PHTM 23' (INTO THE PHANTOM REALITY) | 0 Comments

Emptiness is such a strange concept when it comes to my drifting, yet ever-fading mind. Like more of a feeling than it is something of space, substance, and the lack of it. These days endlessly drifting in this ever-growing sense of night have begun to take their toll...

by Noxis | December 19, 2023 | OBSIDIAN | OBVLIVION: The Fruition of Final Fates, PHTM 23' (INTO THE PHANTOM REALITY), RIDE! | 0 Comments

I'm riding slow as I drift down lanes that will inevitable lead me towards the end of this tattered line, the momentum of my movements still got me caught up in secrets and spells that have long since been spilled and spent; and smoke that now shrouds me like a veil,...

by Noxis | November 30, 2023 | OBSIDIAN | OBVLIVION: The Fruition of Final Fates, PHTM 23' (INTO THE PHANTOM REALITY), RIDE! | 0 Comments

Cold autumn evenings where the chaos and the madness from the outside begin to simmer away, whilst the rumblings and clashing's within my mind begin to pick up at a rapid pace.  Skies are morphing and greying, just like they've always been before, as I make my way...

by Noxis | November 1, 2023 | OBSIDIAN | OBVLIVION: The Fruition of Final Fates, PHTM 23' (INTO THE PHANTOM REALITY), The Phantom Crusade | 0 Comments

Still life is what stands before us now, with morphing's long since past as our eyes now fixate towards the greying film that shrouds the afternoon and early evening skies. Our lives, even now in the present moment are nothing more than memories, distant dreams riding...

by Noxis | October 20, 2023 | Into The Dark Saga, PHTM 23' (INTO THE PHANTOM REALITY) | 0 Comments

The foundation on which we tread has begun to become more and more faulty with each and every passing fragile moment. As the cold settles in, and as this sun bleeds dry, there is as feeling within the binds from all around that feels so familiar, yet to foreign at the...

by Noxis | October 20, 2023 | Darkbloom, PHTM 23' (INTO THE PHANTOM REALITY) | 0 Comments

The heightened sense of awareness that I have seemingly attained is just as fleeting as the very lines and moments that it resides in essence in. Like dissolving within the very seams of my hands, it is a purer knowing that comes and goes as it pleases - much like a...