What is more exquisite? The first trembling touch, or the moments of beautiful terror that proceed it? — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
Single touch, every word spoken, every language. Lost, Found. Trembling, panting softly, they begin the Dance... — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
I, Fear's Master, stand trembling, terrified; before Love's beautiful gaze... Whispering...Please…please...Look my way again... — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
So when you take those tears, don't look to see I'm alright. …*Seal - Violet — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
Each time, I hear your lovely song, It makes me smile. Every time, I hear you scream, It breaks my heart. Any time, I… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
Impassioned Lovers… Prelude to the Dance... Trembling... Crying... Lost... Found... Free… First touch... Electric… Terrifying... Liberating… Beautiful Anticipation... Exquisite Realization... Eyes Locked... Hearts pounding…… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
Here he is, best picture I could get at the moment. He will watch over you, and keep you safe. — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
The moment I lost you, the Sun simply went out. For a time, I wandered in Darkness absolute, understanding truly, the bottomless depths of… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
Each day, I awaken sad, tiny fragments once more; but than I remember, and gathering those beautiful little pieces, I smile, and giggle; waiting,… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
I have noticed, Within myself, A terrible design flaw. I will have to look into this further, When the Monster returns, For Maintenance. For… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
There are many, that reside within, some masters of love, others, of sin. A symphony of voices, inside my mind, Yet a collection of… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
That sad and grotesque moment of realization, where you come to understand, see, others are far to lost inside themselves, to care about you… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
More thread, more blood, more parts. Frantically sewing, giggling, insane. Need more lightning, Heart is running low. When did I become the Doctor, and… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
The Last of my kind, standing on the edge of extinction. This hollow World, will notice not, my passing, nor care. As my exquisite… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
I hear in the distance, yet as if it were right beside me, a Symphony. Equal parts dreadful scream, and lovely song. I scream… — Eric Nickel Copy Share Image
