Francois Dupuis is a composer on the brink of insanity. It is concert night and he is to conduct his "orchestra" with his version of Vivaldi's Four Seasons. Through each of the music sections we witness his twisted imaginations. First comes Autumn. In this tale we find a ghost story that takes us on a rollercoaster of twists and turns. Winter sees a Stephen King-like tale of a Demon who wreaks havoc on a small town. Spring is the tale of a monster that comes back from the dead for vengeance. And the crescendo piece is Summer, which sees the first night of a vampiress. Now the real question is, will Francois's insanity get the better of him, or can his art save him.

Special Features include a feature length commentary, cast and crew bios, the trailer, the director's production journal, and the short film that started it all.

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Posted by Vladimir Sat, 01/26/2008 - 21:21

 

Chapter 18: Dreams

*waking from a dream* 'I wish these dreams would go away' Saraphine thinks to herself as she gathers her belongings to move on.

'Maybe I should just go to this place, The Black Raven Inn, so these dreams will go away and I can sleep for once.'

*She gathers herself and packs her little satchel*"Lovely, Here girl" Saraphine calls for her white German Shepard.

"I wish you would quit wondering off like that" she says as she pats Lovely on the head.

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Never Again

Never again will I let you in,
Never again will you see inside,
I opened my soul to you.
Handed you my heart.

Love was between us...
And you went away...
I stood and waited.
I stayed and supported.

Never again will you see in.
Never again will I let you inside.
I handed you the essence of my soul.

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The Crimson Quill [vol. 1996]

A collection of poetry and prose submitted to VO in 1996.

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Chapter 21

Reginald's revelations were followed by a long silence, interrupted only by the officiousness of the waiter. The spell once broken, they exchanged a number of more or less irrelevant observations. Ethel's mind returned, again and again, to the word he had not spoken. He had said nothing of the immediate bearing of his monstrous power upon her own life and that of Ernest Fielding.

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A Mind of Darkness (poem des Nocturnal Night)

I'm turning away from thy light
and lay myself into blackest night
I adore the sleepless nights
awe this endless death
A view of creation are a view of Illusion
this synopsis of sublife
a start from mud
But here I'm as anyone a part in this play
of neverending lives
of remembering it all over again
Hail to endless night away from the ugliness of the sun
showing the ugly new world growing here
all around us
A world taking away personality and human contact
a frozen lake of endless tears
and in endless pain

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