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“Lucine is the raw, unbridled fury of human suffering elevated to an eternal state. Immortality didn't erase her human trauma. It enshrined it in amber.” Magick and Immortals, Arthur Crow
Arthur Crow
“Wouldst thou drink my blood and haunt the world forever with thy beauty?”
— Arthur Crow © 2023 (via elixirimmortale)
Lucine stood wreathed in winter’s scorn… her porcelain gaze steeped in centuries of silvern mists and unhallow'd vows.
Arthur Crow © 2026
O’er fallen citadels and vistas of deep sanguine, Immortals covet the secrets of winter’s somber kiss Their undead souls drift in a nightly theater, like plumes of obsidian comatose in a savag’d sky Hallowed are the ones kindled from an ancient dusk, forever betroth’d to nightscapes of windswept voices And the blood of ghosts lingers in the debris of time; among pyres of dreams burning in a lover’s hymn For we are vampires lost in the timbre of ash & snow, haunted by the song of ravens in the cold dark squall
Arthur Crow © 2025
Her vengeance is wreathed in fire, and her lust is ablaze in the blood of beasts! O’ long live the Witch-Queen! And the peasants doth smile: For the priests are blessed by the gallows, and the people are drunk on mead. Arthur Crow © 2025, from Magick and Immortals
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❝ The frost preserves what time would forget, and my hunger remembers what centuries try to erase. ❞
Arthur Crow © 2024
The vampire Tariqae Le Sang-Noir playing a Stradivarius From the book: Magick and Immortals
Arthur Crow © 2024
How purple the night rage on the horizon! The glozed trees stand thick understory of litten shades, in a prelude of antediluvian sorcery
Arthur Crow © 2024
Fiery Sky ~ Alan Sheers