The sky is so deep, so dark

The light of the stars is so damn stark

When I look into the heavens, I fill with fear

If all we have, is what lies hear

in this lonely world, this troubled place

With cold dead stars and empty space

I see no reason to persevere

No reason to laugh nor to weep

None to sleep or ever to wake

No promises to keep or none to make

And so at night, I still look upon the heavens

To study the clear, but mysterious skies

"Budapest seems a wonderful place... The impression I had was that we were leaving the West and entering the East." So begins Bram Stoker's Dracula, written in a time when the city was seen as Europe's final frontier. Today, Budapest is rather more familiar (it joined the EU in 2004) - although it has lost none of its original appeal.

*returns Demon's hug enthusiastically* Demon, old man! How've you been? *looks at the bar for a moment and laughs softly* Don't worry about it. I haven't fixed a drink for anyone but myself in so long that I can barely remember how. *runs his hand along the bar a moment...soaking up the memories that had been carved into the oak...then smiles at LB and Venusvii* Ladies...It has been too long.

Deadend
9 May 2001

Death to the wicked, I declare
Peace to the restless whom I scare
Kill for spite;
What an appetite
For destruction it is that I have
Listening for my scream
Seeing my delight
Madness in my eyes
Sparkles very bright
Searing heat seizes me;
Chilling coldness grips
My body rebels that which is given
For now I cannot see
Laughing just for spite
Crying out with all my might
Pleading with the lion;
The Unicorn roars into the night
Stars sparkle and shine
I am losing my mind

October 28, 2007 (news.com.au / Peter Hansen) -- Convicted murderer Tracey Wigginton, who calls herself a vampire, began new Supreme Court action last week, protesting against her high-security classification. She wants to do her life sentence in the softer conditions of a prison farm.