A Legend Begins: Ch. 4 Chapter 4: The Outlawed Criminal of TenugaiaA Legend Begins: Ch. 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At the morning sun's breakthrough through the trees, the light shone in a gorgeous illumination yellow light. The rays of light shone on Hunter's eyes forcing him to wake up and prepare some daily exercises as usual. He stretched his arms out, scratched his back and changed into his other pair of battle clothes he had kept in his hiking pack. The outfit he picked out was a black and yellow full bodied coat, gold pants with a silver belt buckle, a yellow glove, long black scarf with yellow lines at the end and another pair of white shoes with black soles. He had borrowed the wolf fur legwarmers from his green and blue outfit including trusty claw gauntlet that is worn on his left hand. With everything prepared for his daily training, he carefully inserted the claw gauntlet on the left bare hand and grabbed his sword covered in a scabbard. Then he held the sword around his left hip, opened the tent and emerged. Still the rays o
A Legend Begins: Ch. 3 Chapter 3: Arrangements for TomorrowA Legend Begins: Ch. 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Meanwhile, back in Tenugaia Castle, Leopold along with King Terrance and Queen Amelia have greeted him pleased to hear the wedding will be arranged for them tomorrow. Inside the castle of the throne room, the interior design bores a wondrous marble white architecture design. The walls were decorated in medieval purple and white curtain drapes near the windows above the ceiling featuring a stained glass window portrait of Princess Cecily. If Leopold were to have his eyes locked onto the beautiful stained glass window of his fiancé, he would have to think about replicating the same window for his castle.
"Ah, Leopold Pyris," Terrance wearing impressive royal black clothing greeted the Prince. "Just the man who we wanted to see just in time for the wedding we had planned."
"Your Majesty," Leopold bowed down in front of the King and Queen. "I would deeply be honored to call all my troops to help you with all that."
"Cecily will be v
Welcome HomeAt the end of the World,Welcome Home2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
outside the sky waits,
if you're looking for a new world.
Across the Universe,
there's a long road,
dark sky all around.
I see before me a new Horizon,
I feel alive again,
it's sad and it's sweet.
falling from the stars,
the past is gone.
My hands are searching for You,
whispers in the dark,
like a bullet through a flock of doves,
And I dream of something Wild,
here in the darkness I know myself,
time for surrender.
So long and Goodnight.
Notebook WorthyHumans may favorNotebook Worthy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and phones these days.
But when those fail
there is only paper
and cardboard covers.
Notebooks are reliable.
They require nothing
but a pen or a pencil.
We will listen when you
scrawl your ideas conceived
in the fugue of a half-sleep.
We hear your dreams
in the beginning of youth.
We know your pain
that you spilled and
warped our pages with.
Use us for your shopping list,
Cereal, bread, and eggs,
beer for father and chocolate for mom.
Use us for your covert messages,
What are you doing after class?
I think you're cute.
Use us for scholarly notes,
The government has three branches,
DNA is copied by RNA.
Our pages can be torn out,
with a screech like a heart breaking,
but we have more to spare.
I know much about humans too,
for with me they share their secrets,
and with me open their souls.
South City Midnight LadyPeter sighed deeply. It was only last night that Ellen's mother had told her to leave, saying that she could come back when she was more willing to be "what she is already and nothing more." He clenched his teeth. He hadn't been able to sleep all night, because of what had been said after she came to his and his dad's apartment, crying. Peter had been sitting up all night with a bottle of cheap red wine and a copy of The Old Man and the Sea recounting the scene over and over in his head. He lit more incense. CherriesEllen's favorite scent.South City Midnight Lady2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Up all night, I could not sleep
The whiskey that I drank was cheap
With shaking hands, I went and I lit up my last cigarette "
She had told him and his father, Dennis, what had happened, and it hadn't seemed but two minutes that the two men said she could stay with them for awhile, and Dennis had immediately asked where his coat was and stormed out the door like the devil was at his heels. "Nothing more, eh? I'll show you nothing, woman!"
King's Glaive's Bottom 40King's Glaive's Bottom 40King's Glaive's Bottom 402 years ago in Editorial More Like This
1. Improperly prepared sushi
2. Vending machine candy bars that refuse to drop
3. Cold french fries
4. When pencils only sharpen on one side
5. Musically oblivious people who are old enough to know better
6. Warm Pepsi
7. People who can't drive
8. When I get told to clean the garage, where no one sees the filth anyway
9. Horror movies that all have the same plot
10. Spoiled children
11. Arrogant know-it-alls
12. Children's shows that were obviously made by stoners
14. Twilight teenyboppers
15. The fact that I can't tell which of those two I hate more
16. When I pour myself a bowl of Captain Crunch, only then discovering we are out of milk
17. Meat Loaf (The food, not the singer)
18. Opinionated liberals
19. People who care too much about others' perception of them
20. When only one side of my headphones works
21. When my socks mysteriously begin disappearing
22. Video game bosses that you are supposed to lose to, but don't figure that out until yo
My Sights on That OneMy Sights On That OneMy Sights on That One2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
My sights are on that one, the one who laughs with no care
I'm in love with a smiling, shameless joyful seraph
I love it that way
Just a joy to see
Just bring out his eyes
His laugh is the best, a whooping of joy
I'm just demure
A shy young girl
So how is it that
I'm finding myself
By a man who just
Is worlds different, and doesn't love me?
Do I need balance? Is that why it is
That I'm in love with this man?
Or am I just desperate? Or am I a fool?
I pray that he's made for me
But that can't be
I'm not so dumb
I know him well
I don't feel that
I need to be
His only love
I want to be, and that's how I know
That's how I know
That I am in love
Wanting to be with
My love is the key
Now what will I do
To make him know
His Six Winged Angel is here?
Balance is here! My love is here!
Oh, gaze on me with your eyes
That, however average, pierce my heart,
Ch. 8-Lovely ThrillsFelicity's POVCh. 8-Lovely Thrills4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I laid on the couch, wondering why summer was so boring. But it wasn't. Not really. Only when I had to be locked up in my overly air-conditioned house while there were better, more exciting things out there. Like Ky.
I laid my book open against my chest to save my place. I had actually been reading Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare. I was probably the only teenager on earth that didn't hate it. When we studied the play in English my freshman year, I excelled every pop quiz and quick write that was thrown at me. I'd probably read it three times before we'd studied it, and maybe five times after that class.
What was it about it that compelled me? I shouldn't be asking myself. I knew it was forbidden love. I'd always thought it was a fairy tale thing--if even that, considering that Romeo and Julie both die tragically. It was the excitement of meeting your lover behind beuildings, in the dead of night, wrapping into each other's arms, thirsting for each other so terribly.
Ch. 5-Lovely ThrillsFelicity's POVCh. 5-Lovely Thrills4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The next morning, I dragged myself downstairs, running a brush through my hair as I ventured through the house groggily. I was taken aback when I met my mother at the dinner table. I smiled weakly, but I already knew what this would be about. Her scarlet lips frowned.
"Who was that boy that was dancing with you last night?" Woah. Right at the throat. I didn't flinch.
"I'm not sure. He just asked me, and I have made it my reputation not to refuse any boy." I replied coolly. She didn't move.
She surveyed me for a moment, as I just stood there with my head up, and finally relaxed. "Alright." Meeting adjourned. She thought I hadn't known him, and I was thinking that was probably a good thing. I went back upstairs, not wanting to discuss anything further with my mother.
I laid back on my bed, glad I wasn't outside in the heat. I wondered if Ky was. Probably with his friends. I wondered if he ever got tired of hanging out with them--they must be like family. I'd almost never s
Ch. 4 Lovely ThrillsFelicity's POVCh. 4 Lovely Thrills4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat in front of my vanity, primping myself. I would rather spend all night primping than dancing with mouth breathers that thought they were suddenly of Brad Pitt status since they had a little cash. I sighed, pleased with my butter-colored dress as it rose and fell with my soft breathing.
In the intensity of the light bulbs framing my mirror, it sparkled golden.
I wore my hair in a bun with a ponytail spilling from below it, crested with an antique hair comb. I pulled my hair to one side and brushed it until it shone.
There was knock on my door.
I turned to see my mother, smiling at me. She was probably hoping I would snag a guy tonight I wasn't so sure I wanted one. Not one there, that was.
Her hair was as golden as mine, and cut shortish--just long enough to curl at the ends. She wore a pastel pink skirt and jacket with a white rose brooch on the pocket.
Her lips were painted scarlet, as they always were. I couldn't remember a day when she wouldn't wear her fav
Ch. 3 Lovely ThrillsCh. 3 Lovely Thrills4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The whole way home, Hunter was telling me how rude I was, I wasn't raised that way--yak yak yak. I didn't really care--I was more focused on the dangerous blurring of anger and confusion. Why had I found appeal in those eyes? They were the brightest I'd ever seen--besides Vincent's. But Ky's were intense, like blue fire danced into those eyes.
But I promised myself I would never get that close again. Because if I did, I didn't know how much they would captivate me again.
The next day was Sunday. Church. Sermon. Father. The pastor.
I listened quietly to my father speak, slightly annoyed as Helen texted beside me. I tried not to be so sensitive. The session seemed to drag on and on, and I was beginning to feel sweat droplets on the nape of my neck, under the itchy material of my Sunday dress, white and as billowy as a cloud in the heaven my father spoke of.
It ended just as I was considering excusing myself to splash water on my face. The summer heat was creeping in heavil
Ch.1 Lovely ThrillsKy's POVCh.1 Lovely Thrills4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I felt my nose wrinkle as Benny lit up a cigarette. The light was dim against his face as his skillful hands cupped around the yellow glow. He pocketed the lighter, the white stick dangling between his lips. He pinched it between his knuckles, and let out a smooth drag. He leaned his head against the brick wall, his firey orange hair fanning against it. "Ahhh." He sighed, lifting it back to his lips.
"Hey, Benny. Put that crap out, will ya?" I complained. He arched a dark eyebrow at me. He was really black haired with fair skin, and that raven hair was already peeking from last week's dye job. He wore his longish hair in flame colored tresses. His eyes were dark brown, but glinted reddish auburn in the right light.
"I'm not making you smoke one, am I? Cool it, Ky." He turned away to take an obnoxiously long, loud drag. I coughed with exaggeration until he flicked the butt into the gutter. He glared at me. "Happy?" He went to sulk at the mushy paper on the ground.
Eragon parody ch.3Chapter 3- Stalking the mysterious fit guyEragon parody ch.34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Meanwhile, far away, a fit guy named Murtagh was talking to himself beside a tall tree.
"Oh man, I need to stalk someone " He said, swaying from side to side and sounding like Robbie Williams on crack. He grinned like a psychopath about to stab someone. "Ah, you are so mad, Murtagh " He smiled, arrogantly, admiring himself.
Suddenly, out of fucked up randomness, two teenage girls fell from the sky .(well, okay, the tree).
Murtagh pointed at them, eyes wide as if from 24/7 drug use.
"Oh no .." The girl with long blonde hair gasped.
"OMG!" The other girl with awesomely dark hair (guess which one of them wrote this xD ) yelled excitedly.
"Er What were you doing in a tree?" Murtagh asked, confused.
"Well ." Sighed the dark haired girl happily.
Earlier that day ..
"I'm bored." Whined the blonde
MascotsIt was a quiet sunny afternoon in spring, as Adam walked into the living room, with a look as if he had some serious business to do. Su was sitting on the couch. Her legs were covered in a warm blanket and she was reading a book. She was not paying any attention to her boyfriend while he made his way to the couch.Mascots2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm gonna buy an owl!" He said suddenly. Su looked up, trying to find out if Adam was joking. "What?" He was always good for something random but she didn't expect anything like that.
The tall man sat down on Su's left and looked at her. "An owl. You know...as some kind of mascot for Owl City" The young woman stared at the brunette. "We could name him Paul." There was silence for like, 2 seconds and then, out of nowhere, she poked his cheeks.
"And I always thought you yourself were the best mascot!" she grinned, before she kissed him. "Ha ha..." Adam laughed in a sarcastic way. He was still serious and didn't understand, why Su was making fun of him.
"Oh, come on, dear." She
A Beautiful MessShe looked beautiful. I supposed she always did, but now, my breath had actually caught in my throat, my lungs pinching shut. I coughed politely to relieve it.A Beautiful Mess4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She twirled, her long golden hair wrapping her like a cape. It had been brushed to shine like silk, and she wore a rope of fine braiding behind her head, bound together with pink cherry blossoms. She gazed at her reflection in the river, her deep turquoise eyes catching rippling sunlight. I sighed. She was achingly beautiful. Ava. I had always thought so.
We had found her with a group of other fawns many years ago. That was when my father had been leading us to good food and shelter--away from danger. She'd only been a small doe then, her hooved legs almost as golden as her hair. I remember she had lovely white spots trailing up her thighs, but they soon faded, as did mine, but mine had been coppery and dirty.
She crouched by the river, finger brushing her hair. She cocked her head to the side, noticing my expression in the refl
Eragon parody ch. 7Chapter 7- The fateful dreamEragon parody ch. 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Later that night, Eragon had a weird dream.
He was stood in a random forest (yeah, that's right, a FOREST. Not looking into a prison cell like he was supposed to). There, in the clearing just ahead of him, he saw an anorexic girl spinning around in demented circles.
"OMG, I love trees! OMG." Arya warbled excitedly. However, then she noticed Eragon, and her expression dulled, her forehead creasing in a pathetic attempt to look anxious for her pitiful life.
"Little boy!" She gasped, contributing to the 'worried' and 'fearful' act. "You must save me."
There was a long silence.
Arya's face dropped as she gasped again.
"Because I am pretty and incapable of doing any standard task myself." She stated bluntly, so the idiot in front of her could understand.
'She is pretty ..' Thought Eragon. 'No. I mustn't think this way! Poor Beatrix!'
The mere thought of betrayi
A Legend Begins: Ch. 2 Chapter 2: Trouble with RoyaltyA Legend Begins: Ch. 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Anxious to find out whom this fiancé of Cecily's is, Hunter sat up from the ground and stood like a statue for a short time. He had thought meeting the prince from another kingdom would be a very exciting event to see a royal gallant man come to the castle.
"On my way to pick up food from the grocer's market," Hunter began in making plans on his list stored in his mind. "Maybe I'll have a chance to see this Leopold guy."
He departed from the campsite and trekked down the forest heading straight to Tenugaia. Not even one harmful animal dared to come near him since they know the message about his immaculate strength. The wind blew gently through the leaves from trees rustling softly in the air delivering a gentle sound. Hunter enjoyed listening to the sweet breeze traveling through his ears.
As soon he reached the entrance of the town part of Tenugaia, he explored around to find a grocer's market. Outside the market, there were boxes f
The Ringmaster's HaikusThe Ringmaster's Haikus2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Eyes wide like golf balls,
coat burning red like a flag,
black hat stretches high.
The Ringmaster struts,
cane waving helter-skelter,
with a knowing glance.
His eyes hold secrets,
his grin is slightly haunting,
with a touch of play.
Cast in yellow lights,
he dances around the ring,
challenging the crowd.
He acts so often,
he has become what he acts,
the master of rings.
King's Glaive's Top 40King's Glaive's Top 40King's Glaive's Top 402 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
1. When I fix technology by hitting it
2. The awesome feeling I get when I just bought something new and want to use it right away
3. How I named that feeling "New Stuff High"
4. Bill Engvall
5. Jeff Foxworthy
6. George Carlin (RIP)
7. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, the manliest show on earth
8. Simon and Garfunkel
9. Finnish metal
10. Swedish metal
11. German metal
12. When I am mixing a drink and get the portions just right
13. People who have an idea of what heavy metal should sound like
14. People who are ready and willing to embrace their inner n3rd!
16. The 1970s, a golden age of rock!
17. Romantic movies that are well thought out, and not derivative
18. Stage performances that are scarily convincing
19. Rock concerts that get you completely into the mood of the show
20. Full size headsets that don't hurt my ears by pressing my glasses, because they go around them
21. Musical comedy (Weird Al Yankovic is the king of it!)
22. Dungeons and D
A Revalation or Two(Setting: Garrukai, in the upper ring of the city, outside Varagas and James' cottage after James, Varagas, Juli, and Rachel have left the Christmas feast. Snow is falling gently. Juli has shown up at their door, and needs to speak with Varagas. He has come to the front porch to talk to her.)A Revalation or Two2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Juli: Varagas I need to talk with you.
Varagas: Of course. (Sits on the banister) Whatever is it?
Juli: You're good friends with Rachel.
Varagas: This is true what's this all about?
Juli: (She takes his hand and looks him in the eye.) First of all, just remember that I'll always love you.
Varagas: (grinning) Thank you, m'lady. So will I! But why do you mention Rachel?
Juli: Because, well, she really wants to be close to you.
Varagas: I know. That's why we're such good friends, second only to my brother James. I sometimes wish she were my little sister!
Juli: Very nice. But what I mean is she obviously wants to go out with you.
Varagas: (shocked) Honestly?
Father, Son, Wheel, and NooseThe Son: As I'm hanging here and I chokeFather, Son, Wheel, and Noose3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a noose's slow stangulation
A great wheel spins before my eyes
Blown by a gust of dark wind
I hear you whispering to me
That you can take all my nothing
Which I am reluctant to offer you
And make me something much loved
I've seen it before: your love
And how it has changed me so much
And ask myself why I doubt you so
As I feel my air keep fading
Oh, God! Why did you not show me the way?
I even sang when begging you to!
And now, I'm dying inside life's noose
While the wheel is taunting me!
The Father: I'm choking with you, my son
Ch. 7-Lovely ThrillsKy's POVCh. 7-Lovely Thrills4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Morning came with blistering heat and blinding light. I crinkled my nose and slung an arm over my eyes as the sunshine bore through my window unrelentingly. I squinted, sitting up and mumbling. I stalked across the floor and ripped the curtains closed--giving me some peaceful darkness.
I looked down at the empty sleeping bag on the floor. That was odd--Vincent had said he needed a place for the night. Maybe he ran into one of the guys and hitched a ride with them, I supposed.
I stood up and stretched lazily--curling against myself with a sharp intake of air. I cradled my bruises ribs, and lapped my tongue over my split lip. It tasted coppery still, and was swollen twice its size. I moaned again, falling into my bed--a pile of cotton sheets and huge comforters. Since I slept in the basemen, -it was usually pretty cool downstairs. That mingled with the two fans I had going, it was pretty nice.
I laid on my back and blinked up at my ceiling. A few posters hung up there--mostly ch
Ch. 6- Lovely ThrillsHunter's POVCh. 6- Lovely Thrills4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What I had found in my jacket pocket the next day both horrified me and delighted me. I was checking the pockets for change, loose buttons--whatever, and found a note on a napkin. Curious, of course, I unfolded the neat square. A short message was scrawled there in blue pen ink.
Meet me at the park Monday night at eleven.
Who the hell had written this? Had it been some crazy girl I'd danced with? That would make slipping it in easy. But I'd taken it off for half of the dance, as well. Someone--anyone, could have seen me put it on my chair and slipped it in, unnoticed.
But I sat with Vincent the whole time when I wasn't on the floor. He had to have seen the girl that put it in there. I would have to find out who it was before I plunged into the unknown. I would ask him, sure.
I didn't have Vincent's number, of course. Would he be at the drugstore? I wondered if Ky and Felicity made it there okay. She should be home anytime now--I should probably wait until she got back
Ch.2 Lovely ThrillsKy's POVCh.2 Lovely Thrills4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Man oh man, who was that chick?" Charlie guffawed. I rolled my eyes and pulled open the bag of chips as we made out way to the back. I crunched a morsel into my mouth and rolled my eyes.
"Hell if I know."
We settled back on our various seats constructed of pillows and lawn chairs all modeled around a round coffee table. Playing cards were splayed across the top.
"Twenty." Benny slapped down a bill, his face determined. Vincent rolled his eyes and laughed quietly behind his fan of red and white paper.
"Is that all your allowance for this week, kid? Cuz you're gonna lose it." Quinn grumbled, plucking her cards apart thoughtfully. Benny sneered at her, just catching the end of Vincent's flourishing card placement.
Benny's eyes boggled and he gripped his red hair with a free hand. He threw up his cards with a roar and tipped over his chair. Vincent shook his head silently and pocketed the money with a pale smirk. Charlie and I chuckled from our