Quest for Blood- Prologue
Fog lay heavily upon the countryside; It hovered silent and white like the breath of a sleeping dragon, curling around trees and snaking over the hills. Morning sun filtered through the mist, breaking through here and there to transform puddles from the rain of the night into dawning wells of glistening gold.
All was calm and still in the land and there was no noise- save for the lonely, frantic sound of rapidly galloping hooves. Through the white mist it came, ringing through the stillness with alarming speed. It pounded over the ground and splashed through water.
Sweat glistened upon the horse's neck despite the chill of the air; its head was bent forward as it ran, sides heaving as the animal flew over the ground, a wind in the grass. In the saddle a rider was bent forward in much the same manner, keen eyes trying desperately to pierce the fog. From beneath a hood of deep blue he peered, urging his faithful mount onward, though he knew not where he was headed.
DaddyWhen you pay for expensive things,Daddy8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's not like your money's declining.
When you have to go out of your way for us,
It's not all about you,
With your massage chair and excercise machine,
But you vent your spleen
To have to spend an extra one seventeen.
Don't tell me I'm overreacting when you drive too fast.
Don't tell me you'll take me to an audition, leave, and come back.
Don't insult my shows with closeminded, ignorant comments.
Don't act like I take your jibes too seriously when you cause me to vent.
That's not the point, Dad,
You don't take the time
To respect what I watch, what I see
And what I hear, what I listen to!
When I switch on the radio, what station do I first check?
When I sing, what song is it to?
Do you even implore?
This poem barely rhymes anymore.
There's nothing to say
When you ask how's my day.
You don't know my friends
Tybus Journal Entries**Journal of Tybus Goldrunner**Tybus Journal Entries5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mage and Apothecary Extraordinaire
Someone requested a potion to give them the power of mimicry. This is the perfect thing. The pig's liver was tough to come by, so I charged the fellow a pretty penny. He didn't seem to mind, and it was amusing to hear him speaking like his mother-in-law. I can only wonder what he's planning.
"Parronimus Potion (Changes the user's voice to match that of another)
2/3 cup liquidated pig's liver
23 brottle berries, mashed
1 tsp Poisoned worm juice
1/2 cup crushed brottle leaves
2 cup water, hot
Lock of hair from voice owner
Spell words: Cast in feign, Cast again, Cast in feign, Parroniumus
Mix in liver, berries, juice and leaves to water.
Stir until mixture appears blue and has no lumps
Bring slowly to a boil.
Speak spell words and drop in lock of hair
Potion should appear purple with slight shimmer
Potion will be ready for drinking once cooled
Must be taken within a week of completion or could a
Desert Star"Come, my children, gather around my chair and I shall tell you a tale of old. But you must listen carefully, for my voice has grown weary with age, and I cannot speak as strongly as I used to.Desert Star5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What's that my dear? You brought a flower for me tonight? Now, you know you are not supposed to go out into the deep desert, it is dangerous there. How did I know you went? Well, this kind of flower can only be found at night, deep in the heart of the desert among the cliffs that border our land. Why? Very well, tonight I shall tell you the story behind the flower we call Desert Star.
"A long time ago there was a young lady who lived in the forests to the north. She was known by all throughout the land for her beauty and grace. However, this maiden had no ability to speak. Because of this she had no suitors to love her and no friends of her own. She spent much of her time alone, taking walks through her woods.
"Then one night the Moon saw her as she made her lonely way through the forest. Insta
Till We Meet Again TFPJust because everything's changingTill We Meet Again TFP4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Doesn't mean it's never been this way before
All you can do is try to know who your friends are
As you head off to the war
Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light
You'll come back when it's over
No need to say goodbye...
The Call - Regina Spektor
He wasn't going to say goodbye to her.
He just wasn't.
School was out. Summer time boomed in the air, which meant Miko had to go back to Japan and her family. And Bulkhead would be alone all summer. A guardian with no one to guard. The base would be boring once Miko was gone. Things would quiet down during the summer months... and Miko's loud nature found a way to make him miss it and all the things that made her Miko.
The first few moments he first met her, she was impossible to control. Getting into danger every minute she was saved, taking life threatening situations idly. Then when she accepted Bulkhead's clumsy nature... it was as if she understood his awkwardness.
PromptsPrompt: I'm always the last to know...Prompts7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Prompt: The most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
Prompt: Why'd I have to figure it out on my own?
Prompt: A guy/girl like that.
Prompt: London, England.
Prompt: You always leave me...
Prompt: Do you love me?
Prompt: In the end...
Prompt: Where were you?
Prompt: I'm sorry.
Prompt: So ungrateful.
Prompt: I feel so foolish.
Prompt: We wasted so much time.
Prompt: Too far gone.
Prompt: We're so far apart...
Prompt: Is this a dream?
Prompt: White vs. Black.
Prompt: Fire vs. Ice.
Prompt: Just give me some time...
Prompt: Maybe tomorrow...
Prompt: You still awake?
Prompt: Please, don't take this from me.
Prompt: Last time.
Prompt: Forever and a day...
Prompt: You're never alone.
Prompt: Be careful what you wish for...
Prompt: Just for tonight...
Prompt: Are you afraid?
Prompt: Don't worry...
Prompt: Like I promised.