One Bleak TryAnd so when it is that you are sat in the shambled edifice of your own devisingOne Bleak Try4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Laying inert and defeated amid your sallow thighs your flaccid scepter
And the excrement your fundament has loosed gone petrified about your shivering buttocks
The stench of putrescence boiling aloft to nostrils ruined and grown with wires
With your final energies running forth from your tongue in beads of slime
Raise up and go, be hauled erect upon frayed bones to crawl over cold earth
And through zones of desolation where the stillness is yet colder
To that sweet wellspring of your youth thought to forever trickle and gush
With waters giving, forming, bi
Chapter 1The cold ocean gale mercilessly whipped the Isle DeMort with a strong icy fury. The angry winds howled cruelly like a pack of wolves singing a song of war and slaughter. The storm punished all in its wake and the Isle DeMort was under attack.Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The squall carried battering rain and ice in its winds, but the worst it brought was the black fox of the Demoniac. Captain Dragoslav was his name. The name whispered by all sailors as a frightening legend. The name cursed at by all those he stole from. A vengeful cry in the air from those who lost loved ones at his paw. The name echoed through the night by the long lost spirits of those he'd slain; the
Secular vs Religious SocietiesSecular vs Religious Societies10 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
We all know from our history books the atrocities commited in the name of religious belief. These can still be seen today in Ireland, Israel, Palestine and the Middle East. However these effects stretch further than these dramatic examples, effecting the quality of life in societies around the globe.
Throughout recent history we can see the opposition the church has posed in relation to secular morality in the cases of gender, racial and sexual equality, science and free thought as well as slavery and contraception to name a few.
These rights were hard won and many still contested today by fundamentalists and moderates alike with steep oppo
Too Small For This Universe.Too Small For This Universe.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nail my wrist
To a Crucifix
And I'll still be able to pump my fist.
Laugh in your face,
As I defecate
Right onto your holy lit.
I hope you're glad you came,
Because you're to blame
For ever believing in this shit.
Welcome to the United States of Hatred
The sign of the times is what you make it.
Your mind's eye is completely blinded.
It doesn't matter what you seek because you will find it.
Shout from the rooftops about "The End"
Because we pissed off your imaginary friend.
Things will not get better before they get worse,
Your god is too small for this universe.
Your cries of anger
Are cries in vain
It doesn't matter how m
Son of Ireland 5: PhoenixBlackness. Everywhere around me is naught but blackness. I feel nothing. No pain. Nothing. Blissful oblivion.Son of Ireland 5: Phoenix5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Did I make a mistake? Did I do the right thing?
No. Do not suffer thy people to tender thy sickness. Its the Littany. The Littany is law.
Everythings wrong. What the hell happened here? Why did it all have to happen this way? The elders say Gaia has everything planned out that she watches over us all. But if thats true then why did she let this happen? Why did everything have to go down this way? Why did she take the life of someone and tear it apart into shreds? Whats the point?
Is Gaia really all th
Dear GodDear God,Dear God2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leave us alone!
We've lived a long time without your influence!
Can't you see what humans are capable of? What we've achieved on our own?
We've built towers, cities, nations, empires.
We've made change with our own hands, and we'll keep improving!
You are slowing us down with you old fashioned repressions of our spirit!
We've shown love, compassion, and respect without your God's iron fist!
You preach love, yet show judgement and hate.
We don't need your rules, only "Do as ye will, lest you harm none"
Fine, bring your Rapture, take your slaves! They're only slowing us down!
But leave the rest of us alone! Let us build our
The Infinite RegressTheist: God exists.The Infinite Regress2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Atheist: And how's that?
Theist: Because everything must have a cause, and universe must have been caused by God.
Atheist: Couldn't the universe just be eternal?
Theist: No, because the big bang theory proves that the universe had a beginning, and couldn't have been eternal.
Atheist: That's just speculation on your part. The big bang theory says nothing about the cause of the big bang, or the state of the universe prior to it. Science can't yet answer that.
Theist: Well even if the big bang wasn't the very beginning, that's just pushing it back one more stage, the universe had to be caused!
Atheist: The univers
Haikus and Horrible PunsMs. Twilight SparkleHaikus and Horrible Puns1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Seems rather odd
But then, this we know:
She's a fan of Daring Do,
Not a little brave,
And a live wire.
At least, whenever we can
Get her out of doors.
Perhaps she travels
Over leagues of mountains high
Braving killing snow.
Mints are her domain,
After all, that's what her mark
Says that she will do.
However, this mare
Has a different view of things.
No fatalist she:
Longing to explore,
To see the many empires
And mighty cities
So she now doth eastward go
Beyond the ranges.
Ponies are rare here;
Some think them almost a myth.
Or for little girls.
Past the snow-c
Best Hoarder - StoryBest Hoarder - Story6 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
The Best Hoarder
There was once a dragon that was so tiny, none of the other dragons his age would play with him.
"You're useless," they'd say cruelly. "You're too small to do anything real dragons do." And, indeed, he had trouble with everyday life in the honeycomb of tunnels and caverns that made up their dragon town. Everything was terribly difficult to reach, and since the tiny dragon was eight times tinier than a regular dragon, it took him eight times longer than the others to get anywhere at all.
The young dragons began to practice for adult dragonhood by collecting treasure; while gold and silver and gems were the best kind of trea
Solitary Moment Broken Courage-The solitary moment of broken courage-Solitary Moment Broken Courage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How many days,
How many times,
Must it all come back to this?
Along the trenches of every vessel in the flesh
Can you feel the pulse of your heart?
The quickening of your bated breath?
The semblance of sanity slowly slipping away?
Can it all be washed away
In the soft pitter-patter of the rain?
These trials and tribulations
Wound the very soul.
The masses are crying out,
But the answer eludes them all
They continue to say how hard it is
But there is no substance to those words
Only nameless faces without dreams.
The brain ush
Tutorial - How To BattleTutorial - How To Battle4 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
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STORY: The Celestial Mechanics in MidsummerSTORY: The Celestial Mechanics in Midsummer6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Celestial Mechanics in Midsummer
By Foxxy Hooves
I rise early, and my sister sleeps late, but still we get along just fine.
As the day carries on and the sun drags down behind the westward trees around two or three in the afternoon, just then I'll often be seated in my quiet study with my work, my scrolls, and a bit of tea in my favorite fire-red kettle - the one with the little suns dancing around the perimeter. And after a bit I'll start hearing her scurrying around upstairs, the soft dabbling of delicate hooffalls in the rooms above. Then, after some delay, here she'll come downstairs, stepping heavily with purpose, her
sixth sensei.sixth sense3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you can close your eyes and count the stars and
find where they connect to draw a face years
older than yours; this weary gaze is turning
in for the night but it won't turn away from you
just please forget the taste of melancholy goodbyes
and words we haven't said; keep your tongue wrapped
around the flavors of boisterous laughs and every
"i love you" that lingers in this stubborn atmosphere
and you no longer need these wizened hands to
hold you up and hold your balance on these rocks;
these tired bones are folding themselves in; keep them
in the back of your mind and they'll keep you standing
if you forget the
Adventures in Equestria Part 2Butterscotch in Equestria Part 2 starring Butterscotch Sundae and Pinkie PieAdventures in Equestria Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Pinkamina, Pinkamina, Pinkamina." I said it a second time
but still nothing happened.
I don't remember how long I lay there, slumped in the chair, face down, tears dripping onto the wooden top of the dresser. I think I must have cried myself asleep for the next thing I knew I could hear a most peculiar noise.
It sounded like someone eating quickly and messily.
"Om nom nom nom nom nom!"
Wait I was dreaming, right? I still had my eyes closed, so it could be a dream one of those drunk, overheated, feverish
The Magic TouchThe afternoon was warm, the sky cloudless, the wind light. It was a perfect summer's day, and the cicadas were singing. In the shade of an oak tree on a hilltop, three ponies sat on a large blue-and-white gingham picnic-blanket, a game of Monopony between them. A basket nearby held the remnants of a fine lunch.The Magic Touch2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Overhead, a pair of winged unicorns flew through the clear skies. Behind then a brilliant red hawk-like bird followed, trailing glowing motes. As they passed over the hilltop, the smaller of the two flying ponies pointed with a hoof, then the fliers began to spiral downwards toward the tree.
The light thumps of the landing ponies sta
STORY: Twilight Sky Over CanterlotSTORY: Twilight Sky Over Canterlot2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight Sky Over Canterlot
I woke up with my muzzle pressed tight against the rough cast of a blue plastered wall, and for a moment, I was sure I was still dreaming.
Nopony. Just the blue wall and me.
Yes, I remembered, that's right, I'm not dreaming, as my eyes adjusted and the features of my old dorm room at Canterlot U slowly slid back into place. I'm not dreaming, I'm back here again. I shuffled around in the bed. I'd kicked the sheets off in the night and they lay in a heap on the floor right where Spike's little basket used to sit. He used to hate when I'd do that! Hehe.
The Party Hasn't Ended Part 11The Party Hasn't Ended Concludes Part 1: Pinkie PieThe Party Hasn't Ended Part 112 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The next thing Pinkie saw was Twilight Sparkle's face, contorted in absolute horror, gaping at her.
"Pinkie Pie," Twilight whispered, her violet eyes wide and staring. "What what have you done?"
"What are you talking about, Twilight?" asked Pinkie. She saw that she was in Sugarcube Corner and in front of her was a still-steaming batch of cupcakes fresh out of the oven. "I'm just making cupcakes!"
Twilight's sickened gaze switched from Pinkie to somewhere over her shoulder - and then her mouth slipped open in silent scream at what she saw. Pinkie turned in shock and saw something on
Our FriendsOnce upon a time we were a bunch of hairless monkeys called humans. We huddled around fires in our caves because it was storming outside. And because the storm was frightening and dark and we were alone, we looked up at the clouds and made a man out of them to be our friend and to explain storm, because we needed reasons.Our Friends2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Now that we had our friend thundering above we felt safe. We could venture out of our caves, and we found the land hostile and filled with frightening questions. So we made more friends from the land, out of the savage beasts, and from the foaming seas. These friends answered our questions so that we wouldn't have to
Fury Kin 11 Reality CheckRowan, upon hearing that I was seeing Peter, had insisted on meeting him (much to my annoyance, acting like the brother I'd never had). I sit in the crowded coffee house with Peter, Friday night and another of Peter's open mics. The show, though, had been in progress for about ten minutes when my phone vibrates. Glancing quickly at the number, I answer it. Where are you?! Youre ten minutes late!Fury Kin 11 Reality Check5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Im at knifepoint, thanks for your concern, Rowan responds tartly.
Why are you at knife point and ten minutes late, Rowan? I retort.
Id ask the naked girl I found in an alley, but she has m
Pride - A Garou StoryLong ago, in the land of my ancestors, it was tradition amongst the Fianna that a childs name would be given to him by his mother. In this ancient time, there lived a Garou woman by the name of Niamh, who was, as legend has it, the most beautiful Fianna maid in all of Ireland.Pride - A Garou Story6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Many kinfolk warriors lost their hearts to Naimh, but though each one pleaded with her to be his wife, she openly scoffed at all of their advances. Naimh was prideful, and swore that she would only submit to the most powerful, brave and pure warrior. She would only give herself to a man who could charm the very stars from the sky, and tame the ever flowing tide of the
56 - Lost-n-Haunted Invite - It's a Quest - 536Invitation to a Horse Show56 - Lost-n-Haunted Invite - It's a Quest - 5366 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Wobbly Wyvern was busy tonight, packed with patrons of many species drinking, eating, belching, and some few were barfing the same on the sawdust-covered plank floor. In a back corner booth a couple of orcs were having a quiet fight, refereed by a pair of goblins. Alexiuss watched the goings-on with his usual dispassionate air, chewing slowly on a piece of hard bread softened a bit with gravy.
"Nothing like a bit of home cooking, eh?" he said to his companion with a slow grin as he watched an axe arc up and embed itself in one of the smoke-darkened timbers overhead.
"If by "home cooking" you mean food that
Wanderlust: Ima's history.Wanderlust: Ima's history.6 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Chapter 1: Cub to Cliath.
It started as it always does with my breed. Two garou who should have known better, Beltaine celebration, and a lot of alcohol. The result was easy to guess, my mother got pregnant. And it was no use to hide that for long from the Sept officials. Luckily for her, my father was found out soon as well.
They could have killed both of them, and I would have understood that. But the sept was located in the woods. So instead of killing my parents, the Sept alpha ordered both of them to raise me.
And the first years of my life went well, for a metis. My parents hated me, I knew that. But they tried. I was a runty little