Promises KeptPromises Kept2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'd completely forgotten how crowded Denerim can be. Even in this weather; people still flood the streets like ants foraging for the season. I try to keep my distance making my way to the market. It is a vibrant place but it still has nothing on Orlais.
I faintly smile thinking about the conversation we had; Kaitlyn and I. I was going to take her to see Orlais. We were going to take a tour of the bakeries and shops. I could just imagine it: her eyes all wide gazing at a five tiered chocolate cake just for her. She would of course try and eat the whole thing by herself leaving me to either help or heal her aching stomach the next day. Either way, it would have been a quite the memory. But my smile fades knowing that it will never be. Neither Orlais nor our trip here will ever happen.
No, my dear Kaitlyn is gone now and I must press on, for her. I know she would be beside herself to see anyone she cared about going on in such a state of mourning, but it's just so hard sometimes. Everythi
Eagle's LullabyA tree stands by the waters edgeEagle's Lullaby6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tall and proud and strong
And on a limb there sits a nest
And from this nest a song
It doesnt sound like much at first
Just chirps and squeaks and cries
But listen closely and youll hear
A tale from the skies
It all begins with two young chicks
At their parents side
Learning all they need to know
To live and to survive
Fly high and free, and eagle says
Take every chance to dive
Eat many fish so you will grow
And proudly you will thrive
As great bald eagles you are seen
As symbols of a nation
Power, honor, strength we have
We have survived throughout the years
Through trials caused by man
And like the people of this land
We always rise again
As long as you are in this nest
Theres no need for alarm
Well guard you from all predators
And keep you safe from harm
Soon youll fly away from here
And leave this place to roam
But you will come again someday
Because this is your home
And you will tell you
My signature o3oDepression isn't so bad. I say it keeps me sane.My signature o3o2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Without the depression, I'd be blank.
What's so bad with feeling emotion?
Knowing the truths of this world?
'Tis just knowledge.
No harm at all,
But the pain I cause onto myself.
It's not depressions fault.
Starlight and Constellations ch.9Starlight and Constellations ch.911 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hey," a voice said, disrupting my sleep.
Blearily, I opened my eyes to see the artist glaring at me disapprovingly.
"Morning," I beamed, "Is something wrong?"
Scowling, he lifted up a hand and growled, "How much fun did you have doing this hmm?"
"I didn't do that," I said, "Besides, what would I be doing with nail polish?"
"…you're going to be a handful; I see that already hmm," he sighed.
I sat up, glancing curiously over at the curtain covering the crevice.
"Why isn't there a piece of glass here if it's supposed to be a window?" I asked, lifting the thick black material.
"Kakuzu's too cheap to do anything. So I improvised hmm," he shrugged.
"You got over your prettified nails fast," I commented.
"I just woke up; give me a chance to see what else you did hmm," he said.
"W-What are you talking about? I didn't do anything else…" I stammered nervously.
"Of course you did. What reason would you have to stop at my nails hmm?" he asked.
Outside, the leaves had already begun to relea
Pour MePour Me3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pour me sober once again.
Houst another two plus ten.
Spirits flowing toward the place
of no return and sad disgrace.
Second nature, can't defend
the reasons wrong, they never end.
Getting deeper, failing quickly.
Dreaming seldom, feeling sickly.
Reasons many, never ends.
Passing life and losing friends.
In my cups now sad disgrace
much to ponder, losing face.
Can't remember, why I'm here.
Handfuls of dust, now see my fear.
Untie the knot, relax the mind
rest in peace for all time.
Flowing faster, like a river
tastes just like a deathly shiver.
Slowly dying, quickly falling
wake up now, its sanity calling.
Pour me sober two plus ten.
So insane we meet again.
Won't believe it never ends.
Stir, repeat, and wonder when.
Tobi and Deidara fanfiction.Tobi: "....Dairy?"Tobi and Deidara fanfiction.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dei: "Dei. Dara."
Tobi: "Die. Dera?"
Dei: "DAY. DAR. RUH."
Dei: "...... DEY. DA. RUH. Say it with me now-
Tobi: "diarrhea ?"
Dei: ">:C Boy. You call me Diarrhea one more time, and I'm going to pop the absolute shit out of you, hmm."
Dei: " >___> "
Dei: *blows up everything*
ADPADP: Accidental Destruction of PlantsADP3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Spring, it's coming again. Finally. I was almost afraid it would stay away this year... But it won't. It's coming back. Hooray! Because not only spring is coming, but also little animals such as ducks, sheep, cows, etc. And of course, flowers.
So beautiful, flowers. It's kind of a habit of my aunt to give me (and my sister) a little plant for Easter. The only problem is that I truly can't keep a plant alive. It's not an exaggeration this time. I just keep killing plants! Not on purpose, of course, but they keep dying. Once I got a little plant (which was supposed to produce some kind of weird strawberries, but honestly, I've never seen anything like that...)
I kind of forgot about that plant... So it slowly died of thirst and lack of attention.
The second plant I got was truly beautiful. The flowers were all kinds of yellow and it was growing really well. Because I remembered what I had done to my previous plant, I decided this one was definitely N
Wanderer's LamentI often been askedWanderer's Lament1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have I ever seen the world
To which, without fail, I always reply
I have seen many things
I have seen many things
I have seen all the towns
And found nothing new
I have seen stars in the sky
As they withered and died
I have seen many things
I have witnessed the fall
Of forests so great
And watched oceans take over
The rivers and lakes
I have seen many things
I have sat upon hilltops
And watched the world sleep
I have climbed upon mountains
To see life wither in defeat
Oh, I have seen so many things
But I have never seen the world
puppypuppy2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The Earth is a Living ThingThe Earth is a living thing.The Earth is a Living Thing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The winds are its breath,
inhaling and exhaling.
The seas are its blood,
bringing life through its veins.
The ground is its body,
its flesh and bone.
The core is its heart,
warm with its soft beating.
When the heart quickens
the body quakes and the blood churns.
The Earth is a living thing.
-Alice and her tangles-with riddle speak an author weaves-Alice and her tangles-1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
a logic made within his choosing...
neither wrong, but less than pure
along a path of uncertain motives
Coming Home to YouComing Home to You10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
-Coming Home to You-
in the midst of my sorrowful winter
alone and cold on the lake water blue
he came in a happy and warm canter
of sweet scented Autumn-rain hue
looking deep in the eyes of my Robin
clear and sharp as notes of his flute
his name, my heart kept constant whispering
a longing, if not answered, left me destitute
gentle butterfly-kisses of soft sweetness
keeps me enthralled as the works of Leonardo
turned me warm inside and out of my bitterness
safe and trusting, i believe, yes, i do
i long for you, my loverbear
am coming home soon, i swear
Summer's DragSitting 'neathe the cherry treeSummer's Drag4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black fruit falling at your knees
The heat oppressing what you breathe
And yet you feel a simmered peace
The water's drying off your tongue
Remembering heartbreaks that stung
Like a festering infected nail so hung
But still recalling songs you sung
And when the air around you sags
Memories loose like plastic bags
The flowers grow through milky mud
Colorful like summer's drag
Two sides of the same coin Chapter I: Just a normal dayTwo sides of the same coin5 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone know “Adventure Time“ so lets start. It was a normal summer day on the land of Ooo. Finn was playing with Jake when FP enters trough the door:
“Look, I learned how to control my powers“
FP concentrated and begin to change. Her skin became like Finn’s skin, her hair bend down not up like a flame. In just a ward she was more beautiful.
“So, what do you think? “
“I, I, i……ahhh! “and pass out.
“Finn are you okay? “
“He’s fine, he just need a glass of water! “said Jake
“Finn, wake up dude! “
And he throw a bucket with cold water on his face.
“Who, what, when? “
I Am A AuthorAuthor SurveyI Am A Author10 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
1. Are you new to beta reading?
I am new to the beta reader program. I am looking forward to the experience.
2. Your age (optional):
I am fourteen going on fifteen, I am currently a freshman.
3. Genre(s) – Please be specific to pieces you want beta read:
I am currently working on a couple stories, a school drama is one of them. I also have plans to write a historical horror story and a modern action story. I touch most of the genres out there. Fantasy is not my thing.
4. Rating: G, PG, PG-13, R, or MA?
PG-13 and under.
5. Warnings: Sex, violence, politics, religion, and other hot button issues.
Gore maybe, but nothing really touchy.
6. What's your writing skill level?
Beginner, I write in my free time. I have been writing for a while, but I am okay.
7. How serious are you about your writing?
Is it a very serious hobby. I love to write a book in the future, but I am not thinking about
Motley Manes: Chapter IIChapter IIMotley Manes: Chapter II11 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Sovereign and his Sorcerer
Round and round the spinning top went. It spun ever so quickly due to the laws of angular momentum, moving and flying throughout the room like some bothersome sprite, till at last it came right up to the young William's face, hanging there for a few seconds before beginning to orbit his head as a moon does a planet. Young William tried to ignore it, but it only continued to orbit him, passing within his field of vision every few seconds. It spun round and round and round and round and round and round and round and…At last he had had enough and swatted it to the ground.
"That wasn't very polite, my lord," said the voice of a young man, still in his late teens, lounging about on the sofa beneath the wide window overlooking the castle courtyard. The young man was dressed in a dark blue coat with white cravat, his skin was somewhat pale and his figure somewhat scrawny, with a pair of half-moon spectacles on his face. His black hair was cut short to s
Christmas Gift!Yakumo was walking thought the gate of the left village and heard Idate signed and ask " What wrong?"Christmas Gift!1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing" said Idate " Things are not going so well,christmas is coming and i have no idea what to get for my girlfriend Shiho and we just start dating" he said
Well your not the only one having this problem " said Yakumo
I know " said Idate
Well i am going home" said Yakumo
Okay see you" said Idate
He then and talk with his Sensei Genma and his girlfriend Kaori who was bandaging him in the hospital and got some good advice and soon left for home.Then on the way home he spoted a store and went inside and brought something an came out to go home
A few week later at christmas Shiho was opening the thing which Idate had brought for her,after riping off the white paper to see a pink dimond ring set in white gold
Oh my Idate i love it " yell Shiho as hug him laughing and crying,it was going to be a great night for them
OC Reference (Silas-Jefferson Dixon)OC Reference (Silas-Jefferson Dixon)1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Silas-Jefferson Dixon
Age: mid-to-late 30's
Degrees: Honourary Doctarate from University of Edinburgh, Masters in Philosophy and History from Le Academie Nationale de Paris
Occupation: Speculater, Professor (University of Edinburgh), Philanthropist
Area of Epertise: The Occult and Paranormal
See picture for further reference) Silas is about 6'2'' in height and has healthy and somewhat athletic build. He has dark-brown hair which is grown out some and his bangs are combed back behind the face. His facial hair includes a goattee and moustache combination (think Colonal Sanders).
He wears a pair of black trousers and a white, wingtip collared shirt. Atop this he wears a laffayette style waistcoat (http://www.gentlemansemporium.com/store/002715.php) and atop his a Charcoal frock in the Callahan style. His neckpiece is a stringed bowtie(again, think Colonel Sanders), and atop his head he wears a black, flatcrown planer's hat. His shoes are a pair of black leather
A Grey ProblemMy pen scratches the paper like a needle on a record with monochrome soundA Grey Problem1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Pushing my mind to its limits to find an answer, I look around
I shut my eyes and feel the darkness surrounding me as I look into the depths of my mind
In the caves of my nerves there was nothing to find
I open to my eyes, displeased; there was nothing on the paper
Was my creativity turned into a grey vapor?
I try to scratch out the words
It comes out in thirds
The frustration builds up and pours out
What is this all about?
My pen scratches the paper like a needle on a record with monochrome sound.
KHC - Bond Paths IIITRUTHS AND LIES .KHC - Bond Paths III3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Xerxis stand in front of the Castle at Daemon City.
This time, he'd set things right. Larxene didn't manage to escape from this Castle now, after becoming a Keyblade Master, he'd finally keep save all of his friends starting with the girl he loved.
And with that, Xerxis summoned his Keyblade and loaded it up into a big fireball which he let crash through the massive door, breaking it open in the progress.
Without fear, he walked into the fort and stopped surprised as he saw that the once small entrance hall had turned into an enormous hall with lots of pillars. "Did Demon recreate everything here?!", Xerxis thought in shock as he saw a small light at the end of the hall. Quickly, he ran to the other side only to find himself in a big stairway. Hearing loud noises from the lower levels, Xerxis decided to check that out.
After walking through as he felt labyrinth, he found himself in some sort of factory where Heartless and Ex
crappy poem:Dthis poem is not to long,crappy poem:D3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
because I dont feel like writing it.
maybe because I sometimes hit from the bong,
maybe because its just crappy shit.
but I dont care,
cause your reading it anyway.
there you are, and ad these words you stare,
my poems are here to stay
Raven(Her part)Raven3 months ago in Profiles More Like This
She awoke with a startiling screech, unknown to the world untill she needed help from those who she came to love. Her name is that of a bird. Her name is... Raven.
-in the woods-
" Hello?"she said, searching for something or maby someone.
" You know if you keep running around like that you gonna step in a-"said crow leaning against a tree.
"in a wha-ahhh"she said being pulled in the air by a rope.
"-laughing-"as crow fell to his knee's.
"quit laughing and cut me down...NOW",she said angerly twoard crow
"Okay, Okay. Don't all tied up in a knot." The Crow said, flying over to her, "Hang on for a minute. You'll be free."
She pouted, not sure if the crow was making jokes on her behalf or he's serious. After a minute, she was free.
"Wa-ahhh! Ow!" she said, as she landed on her back.
An Apology To AphroditeTo the perplexities of woman-kindAn Apology To Aphrodite4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mascara dragging deeply down your skins...
To the Aphrodites who scream hideously in the dark
When words of stone, sharp as sticks, pounce and make your marks
Leaving you bruised, ashen, and stark
To the Ladies and Duchesses masking
And Shadows of your Eyes
With twisted truth and blatant lies
Waiting for Mothers and Fathers to lull and hush
Who would all rather be touched
And who would rather wait to be saved
By some young bright Apollo,
Yet burning like the sun
Because despite his scolding touch, he might be the one
To give you your Your Dream-Come-True Ending
To a Dream that has lied to you
And eaten at you
And hidden all that could be achieved
And your hands
And your mind
And your radiant beauty.
You just want to be put on a mantle