Naiad SisterJoin us now, oh daughter fairNaiad Sister by WordsofWinter
With pale skin and winter-hair.
Leave the dead-dry land of feet
And come where the water is cool and deep.
We are grasses to your lily-flower
Forever dancing in shady bowers.
Oh, please join us, water-maid!
Exchange a tail for those shaky legs.
Mortals live for but a day
While we have centuries to have our say.
Join us, sweet sister, in the cool of the deep
Where tendrils and serpents in darkness sleep.
Forsake that lover who toils in dirt
His heart will heal and you'll never be hurt.
For should he travel to the pool so sweet
With waters and currents curious and deep
Let you entice him further on down
He's yours forever if you make him drown.
So join us, oh join us, and be not alone!
There is no anguish in the heart of a stone.
Be smooth and lovely as the water-smoothed rocks
And always be steadfast during life's shocks.
Be with us forever, oh sister so fair
With watery skin and wintery hair.
The Last Day of OctoberThe Last Day of October by mmpratt99
The Last Day of October
“Evil is not something superhuman, it's something less than human.”
― Agatha Christie
English author of detective fiction and playwright
“The thing I find really scary about ghosts and demons is that you don’t really know what they are or where they are. They’re not very well understood. You don’t know what they want from you. So it’s the kind of thing you don’t even know how to defend yourself against. Anything that’s unknown and mysterious is very scary."
― Oren Peli
Producer and writer
Carpeting the southeastern perimeter of the Hyperborea Out
The TrundlerThe Trundler by copper9lives
The waste land behind the fire station is always silent. No birds sing there, and even the wild rabbits and feral cats avoid it. Weedy wildflowers nod their seasonal heads in the breeze. Lying fallow in the midst of housing developments, shopping malls, the new movie theater — the vacant lot stands out like a knife wound on a woman’s placid face, shocking, brazen, ugly.
It is always empty. Except for one thing: a ragged heap of old trash, all nasty black tar paper and vicious snarls of rusted wire, car parts and broken glass and other junkyard jetsam. The embodiment of injury waiting to happen, an invitation to a tetanus shot... the city never hauled it away. No one ever wants anywhere near it; it radiates an eerie sense of calculating watchfulness.
And at night, it wanders.
When darkness falls, and the last cars heading into the hives of tract housing stop illuminating the asphalt with moving-picture shadows, it… unfolds. Bitter, broken tangles, grotesquely mov
House Of The ForgottenBroke into the houseHouse Of The Forgotten by DylanSeto
of the forgotten but -
What I was looking for.
Came upon a chair
made of tear fall
Found a fireplace filled
of screams and mourns,
Saw how the halls
Twist and turn,
Saw the walls
Evade my sight.
Saw The ceilings hold
on to heaven's gate.
Broke into the house
of the forgotten.
What I was looking for.
(Visitors starting Jan. 22, 2015)
This group was founded for the purpose of sharing and collecting the best of the truly unique, strangely beautiful, and wonderfully weird (or just plain odd) art that DeviantArt has to offer. If you are fascinated with the unusual then this is the group for you. This is NOT your classic art group.
We do NOT accept:
-- subjects with nudity (unless the important parts are covered). On rare occasion soft nudity is accepted if the work is truly exceptional,
-- excessively macabre work (surgery, spilled guts, etc) although a little blood is fine.
-- erotic or profane content. Anything requiring a mature tag will be automatically declined.
Only submit your own, completed, original artwork.
Fanart is accepted only if done in your own unique style.
Only high quality work following our guidelines will be accepted.
When applying for membership, keep in mind that we only accept Deviant's with a substantial collection of work and an overall eldritch style. Everyone is welcome to Watch the group. During contests anyone can participate but only members can vote.
Mysterious Mortals: eerie people, engaged in strange activities or in unusual situations.
Fabled Beings: For non-human beings who are basically humanoid in shape but are not creatures, monsters, or ghosts. For instance, elves, fairies, gods, angels, or magical creatures who have taken human shape (fox ladies, etc). Merpeople too...
Magical Creatures: Unicorns, dragons, kelpies, pookahs, anything magical or mythical, but with an eldritch twist.
Spooky Spectres: Ghosts, zombies, vampires, demons, and underworlders unite!
Fantastic Monsters: cthulhu, Frankenstein's monster, criptids, sea creatures -- release the Kraakens!, elementals, strange pets.
Dark Literature/Poetry: all forms and themes are accepted, as long as it's eerie, spooky, dark, mysterious and, of course, wandering off the beaten path.
Anomalous Aliens: space battles, black holes, aliens, other worlds.
Weird Mechanics: steampunk, androids, unusual mechanical creations - cute and quirky or big and monstrous.
Strange Places: any work where the center of interest is
a place -- strange, foreboding, off-kilter, dream-like, etc.
Mixed Brew: anything that doesn't fit in any of the other folders but still deserves the title of unusual.
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