Wednesday, 17 August 2016


Out of the night that covers me, 
Black as the pit from pole to pole, 
I thank whatever gods may be 
For my unconquerable soul. 

In the fell clutch of circumstance 
I have not winced nor cried aloud. 
Under the bludgeonings of chance 
My head is bloody, but unbowed. 

Beyond this place of wrath and tears 
Looms but the Horror of the shade, 
And yet the menace of the years 
Finds and shall find me unafraid. 

It matters not how strait the gate, 
How charged with punishments the scroll, 
I am the master of my fate, 
I am the captain of my soul.

dress - Cinema @ Method

boots - Thigh Booties @ Method

mesh head - Trinity @ LAQ

mesh head applier - Nellie @ LAQ

mesh body applier - Fair @ LAQ

pose Glances @ oOo Studio Poses

choker - Lotus @ Zoom

tights - Alessa @ Veechi

hair - Jessie @ Entwined

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