Forsaken... Forgotten... Forbidden... Photos found in the morning dust. Strange, yet enticing proof of an endless night, pulling you back into an eternal black celebration. Scattered images furtively glanced at as you casually navigate small talk. Burning a desire in you to find out more... to let you join in. At the same time, a shiver of cold fear, knowing your will would not be strong enough to bring you back to the light of day, but an inevitable drowning in the luxurious decadence of the dance.
As your body struggles, and your soul screams, your question is answered with a reply as cryptic as the images now in your trembling hands...
"October Rust"
And you feel your knees weaken slightly, your stomach tighten, your thighs shifting, and the fabric covering your body seemingly awakening all your nerves. Leaving you painfully aware, awake, and exicted, but no closer to your release than when you first laid eyes on these accursed photos.
There were many who came, and
none were seen to leave, though the place stood in the morning light much
like a deserted tomb. Both children of the light and night came together
in a gothic celebration of the cycle and the rebirth. Could any mere
mortal defy the temptations that were to be found that evening?
Our Demon Hostess, Lisa, was captured here. All of the celebrants owe her much for all of her efforts. Together, with her binding, we are legion...we are strong.
And here I'm caught with Angela. A child of the light and a sliver of darkness itself. Two souls long ago trapped in the dance. Offering all, truly alive, rarely understood, and shapers of the reality around themselves. Kendrick keeps a watch for the inevitable sky falling from this moment of combusitble egos. Shortly after this photo was taken, Kendrick dissapeared. Lily swore she heard a strange whooshing sound and a dull glow pass by outside. But we all just laughed and tried what she was drinking.
October Rust is the sister celebration to February Mourning--Annual Gothic Vampire evenings of delight and enduring desire in the San Luis Obispo Area. This was the first I attended. I can no longer deny this dance.
Feel free to send feedback to the address below. I didn't take any of the photos on this page, but was quite happy they got taken for remembrence.
Feel free to leave me some mail at dionysus@west.net
Last updated 10.2.01