Come forth into the enfolding darkness and be embraced by your dark muses herein...It is done. Noctuary has been resurrected, more hellishly evolved, closer to The Abyss than ever. I took a week's vacation to absorb the environment fully, and like the luxurious feline, have modelled everything to My precise design. The familiar there lays curled at the foot of the Altar, as the sounds and scents of sacred Magical transmutation pervade The Inner Sanctum. The Black wrought-iron canope bed has been constructed, adding that pleasant Mideival aesthetic that I love, and The Sabbatic Goat of Mendes statue reposes honorably to My left on His own shelf, My malefik media resources about Me, accented with objects d' art, and can now again fully focus on the black arts and witch crafts of Blackthorne Productions once again. So the Satanic Shoppe of Horrors is open! Contact Me at DBlackthorne@yahoo.com for orders, and preview the merchandise at Blackthorne Productions.
The weather has been exceptionally stormy here, as I walk across the brush and foliage of the back yard to the twisted tree framing the tempestuous sky from My vision. Hail Satan, The Pit has risen up to greet Me, The Gates are open, and My infernal brothers and sisters have been summoned to pass freely.