The Music Is Calling You

Myspace

2005-07-19T10:33:07Z

You can hear some new stuff and some old also.
please visite, it is free ^_^
http://www.myspace.com/darktales
Love you all ~hugs&kisses~

My Webshot

2005-07-11T00:04:15Z

http://community.webshots.com/user/sebastien_t

The Undead

2005-06-22T12:04:49Z

I am still alive, working on Mass Murder.
If you want a preview mp3 of Mass Murder Leave me a yahoo email.

Love you all,
Seb.

***The_Dark_tales@yahoo.ca***

News From the Dark

2005-01-20T04:23:57Z

Have been almost 3 years without a guitar.
Was working only on piano and synth.
This is my new guitar, it is blood red,
It is a Bc Rich Warlock.
I love it it play very well.

Right now I am doing a very brutal album with Arister.
I got the covert art for "31" And you can order it on my website.
If you love vampires, goth music, video games music, instrumental and soundtrack,
And if you love the night and the moon, and you are romantic or sensible,
You should listen to "31", it is for you.

Happy new year =)

2005-01-01T21:42:46Z

*Hugging YOU very very hard and kissing/hand shakes YOU*
Thank you for your friendship.
My love and respect to all of you(yes you too ^_¨).
Sebastien.

Vampires, Nosferatu, Childrens Of The Night.

2004-11-30T23:27:05Z

The New Dark Tales Album, inspired by people, movies, books and my friends,
done in the quiet solitude of the night.
It was made for mindful people who fear not the underground.
Sophifisticated mans may be draw into this too.
They have a better chance at hearing the melodies with their heart.

Shadows of love and bloody battle await a dark Anti-Hero, kitaria a She-Vampire.
Nothing like you are use to hear, it is my own vision of gothic romance,
my soul nacked before those who can bear to see freedom of mind.
http://www.arister.info/darktales/

Click and help spread the Darkness

Thank you Rapeofmind

2004-11-09T04:32:00Z

This gentle friend took a bad story i wrote and made something nice readable with it.
I bow before her kindness and talent, You truly are kind.
I wanted to post it here because i know some of you my friends like to read.
If you feel like reading something strange, here you go

I was chained on the table, almost dead when I saw the door flying open from just over the table.
The black, grey and white cloaked figures turned toward the entrance.
Loudly did her commando boots hit the ground, her eyes filled with furry, passion, disgust.
I could see through her eyes; windows to her soul, in those windows, swirling red. Swirling red, her power, her might.
I knew she was here to save me, Sarah one step behind her, eating an apple and looking
very relaxed.

A cloaked figure holding an axe, waiting and ready to shear my head from my broken body, awaiting for his orders to cut.
Nothing was said, the only sound being the winds sweet song for my life, the last song for my life, the song to guide me away from here, forever.

forever.

Armed with arrogant smiles, both girls were looking at me.
They did not have to say anything, they knew, I was the one who came to this evil place to save them, carried by my passion and my love. But now, I was the one in trouble.
Damn it, I should have know better, those girls were stronger than me.

The black cloaked figure gave a signal to the axe-man, however, faster than I could see, an apple flew across the room, hitting the axe-man on the head. Stunned for a few seconds by the impact and the explosion of the apple, the axe-man stood, bewildered. I opened my mouth trying to catch some of the apple, why, I don't know.

The blond knight took a 12 inches dagger from her a bag strapped top her back. With this dagger she began a deadly dance I had never saw before. Switching the weight of her graceful body from one leg to the other in a majestic way , swaying like a flame, it was beyond reason, but beautiful.

So amazing was this deadly dance to see that neither I, or the darkest of the cloaked figures moved, being both mesmerized by the dance. The long sleek dagger cutting through the flesh of others, heads falling in a current of blood to the floor. All in a symphony of blood.

So enclosed by a blood red sea, so much death around me, so many rolling heads, I closed my eyes once again, not being able to bare such carnage. I became too weak in my heart to cross their deathly paths. I failed myself, I failed them.

When all the chaos stopped, I realized that I was freed from my restraint, from death's cold harsh grip. The chains falling to the floor, my body walking away.

My stomach churned to the sight of the pulpy blood surrounding a mound of severed heads.

Flashes where burning my eyes, though it was not another form of death, just the stealing of souls, Sarah was taking pictures of the dead, and then of her friend who was cleaning her long cold blade.

I tried to thank my savior but her words, so clear and true, spoke before my thoughts had settled.

-"We save you only because it was another part of our journey down the long road of life. Don't even mention it."
-"Go back to your little village and try to live in peace and forget you even saw us."

At the same time, Sarah was taking a picture of me, I felt all at once nervous and honored, I felt immortal in her sight. I found myself turning red, blushing, dreaming.

She took an apple from her bag and gave one to the blond she-devil. Then turning to me, threw one my way. I knew she did not give it to me so I could stifle my hunger, it was a symbol; Something which I could not understand, and now, so many years later, its meaning still escapes me.

Ten years have past since this event. My mind has healed, and my family grows. My mind sings many songs on those two lovely powerful images of splendor, and my mind seeks their asylum, I prey for their soul's journey across the land. I prey for them, and only them.

I never thought of felt hate for those cloaked devils from so long ago. I have always been too scared, too naked in my mind to ever feel any pain over their ways. That day, I lost faith in myself, I could not fight for what I felt was right, they stole my soul. So where as I do love, and I do feel, something now and forever will always be missing, something deep from inside of me.

Damned am I who dared to strike against those of the lost souls .
End

The Specter Of My Soul Under The Eclipse.

2004-11-08T04:52:48Z

I await love.
With all my heart I know I am ready for it.
When a women will be in my life, in the future,
She will have a great man at her side.
Someone full of respect, loyal and gentle.
I pray I meet I women sensible and tender like me.
I will marry her and love her forever.

MOTHER DEATH

2004-10-31T19:17:25Z

Mother Death you are close to me,
I want you to listen to my words,
Listen closely to your choosen one.

Mother Death forgive me because i have sin,
I have felt love for a mortal women,
i did not mean to bettray you my dearest love,
Mistress of my life.

Mother Death i will be yours so soon,
one little year or two and i shall
step in your arms forever,
drinking from your poissoned breast,
kissing your cold black lips with passion.

Mother Death will you love me,
like i need to be taken care of.
I won't be anymore victime of this
evil flesh, this lower lust i feel
all over my body right now.

Mother death, please chaine me on the altar of unholy
suffering and show me what pain really mean.
Since pleasure shall never be mine ,
Throw my soul into oblivion,
Forever loveless,
Forever burning of hate,
Alone.

Under The Eclipse

2004-10-30T10:26:47Z

"I am the black wizards, i am them"
-Emperor.

Under An Evil Shadow Hidding My Love: The Moon

2004-10-28T03:45:33Z

Tears of Blood

2004-10-25T05:36:18Z

When rain falls on my evil soul,
I feel The cold Tears of November Blood.
Remembering Someone beautiful,
Crying, cursing alone in the shadow of life.

She was alone, in the cemetery,
Writing something very kind,
Divine poetry.

Something about how life was bad,
Few lines written with blood of her sadness.

I wanted to hold her in my arms,
I wanted to make her feel loved.
I wished she had something for me,
So many gentle feelings i had for her.

But now she is gone forever,
And alone,
I wonder in this evil place,
Hunted by the ghost of her beauty,
Crying for a lost friendship,
Cursing the sun and gods,
Why did she leave without me?

Welcome To Dark Tales Official Live Journal

2004-10-19T19:25:27Z

Dear New Friends,
You are welcome to my Website to know more about Dark Tales.
http://www.arister.info/darktales/
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I want to thank you for supporting Dark Tales.
I will make a bio and many post to keep in touch with you.
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Dear Old Friends,
You are welcome to post anything You want.
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Dark Tales.