The Midnight Mysteries
I have longed for the love of a midnight mystery, that unobtainable object of desire. My midnight mysteries live in a world that values the secret, the misappropriated, the damaged, the wounded, the out of control and the dangerous. In their shadows they weave a web of fireflies and promises, filled with enchantment, danger and the obliteration of the ordinary. These men await the dark to hunt the edges of my destruction. They are the addiction that enthralls. Passions based on anticipation and self-illusion, vessels to fill with my emptiness and boredom.