Dark, thunderous storm. A worn, tattered boat is saved by the true Saviour...

The Spinster toils. Caught in a web of despair. Here comes the spider...

God’s holy binding. A new, radiant groom smiles at his perfect bride...

A rocky terrain. The cunning Viper awaits those who stumble...

Place of no return, the Sinister is lurking to recruit my soul...

Beginning of spring. A warm, gentle breeze touches her innocent face...

Upon my first glance, beauty beseeches my eyes and cripples my soul...

Walls of solitude separated from the norm. Sleep is a close friend...

Poison’s drink of choice. With every swig, toxins flow. Sin is now in play...