She speaks in sighsShe speaks in sighsShe speaks in sighs3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
melancholy dripping from her eyes
to her lips, leaving salty trails
on her pale cheeks
She wanders through a whirling fog
tormented by shadows
of things never there
things that will never come
to break through the misty grey,
to stop the whirling in her mind
the flooding in her eyes
She speaks in sighs
of evaporated hopes,
of disintegrating dreams
She walks hand in hand
the two so intertwined,
there is no room in her heart
the cold so permeating
warmth is simply kept away
Talk About FreedomShe lightly taps her fingers down your spine and tells you she can count the vertebrae. One, Two, Three... the numbers are exact and her knowledge of every line is exact, and yet the only thing you'll ever know is that the numbers aren't exactly what you wanted. Want. Your standard of perfection changes every day, and she cries about that, cries because she knows where this will end. You trace your ribcage and admire the sharpness of the edges, telling her that someday, the bone will cut you free from yourself. Your body. Your insecurities, your fears.Talk About Freedom4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
You're so sure.
She massages nonexistent muscle and notices exactly how deadly you are to yourself, how breakable you look and feel and act. She notices the slimness of your shoulders and the hinging elbows and how it's possible to see the bones in your wrists twist as you move. And you admire it, while she flinches at your every sign of perceived perfection. You explain that weightlessness isn't only achieved in space; and you'll someda
LegacyWe always were asking questionsLegacy6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wondering why this would happen
Hoping things would change
You never asked; you accepted
You never wondered; you just knew
You didn't just hope; you changed things
And we were changed by you
We learned things we never would've known
Had you never existed
You taught us to embrace the moment
To accept the past
To make now better
And always believe that tomorrow could be great.
You lived each day to the fullest
While we waited around for life to happen
You made life happen
You never waited
Why did you go?
It was time to go
You knew that
And yet we always knew
That we would always remember
And refuse to let people forget
You happened for a reason
So now can become better
And tomorrow can become great.
Puppet DollI'm a Frankenstein's Doll.Puppet Doll4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Plaything for the maddened mind.
I am a child of all that is wrong in the world.
I stole from the dead and made them mine....
I'm your puppet, dear.
Hangman's ropes guiding my way.
These stitches hide something,
Something tearing at the seams.
In me, whose heart is beating?
Where have these hands been?
What have these eyes seen?
Can I recollect their memories of flesh?
Is my soul a patchwork reflection of my body?
Where is the me under this?
When this puppet no longer dances...
...where will I be?
TryThere were all the signs, all along,Try3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I've told you every one
and yes, you're marvelous at denial,
I love you anyway [I think]?
You've watched me drop
and watched me climb,
I told you that I've never felt fine
and yet I know it's just
way too hard
to be okay with the life I've lived;
see, it's not yours it's mine.
I can reassure you that I'm
giving up on time-
you keep me here.
Am I allowed to hate you
Ghost HuntTwo children, same of birth, wandered the halls.Ghost Hunt4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A sister and a brother
With hearts and heads at the ready in the suffocating silence.
The aging mansion seemed to moan in pain.
The ghosts it sheltered were being slaughtered by the children.
And the mansion mourned their absence.
One spirit remained; the favorite of the house.
A playful little girl was she,
her body was scarred by her own doing
Driven by madness, despair and boredom.
But no more.
She, who only wanted a friend, found not one;
What will they play?
Her favorite; hide and seek.
She hurried to hide.
The twins took only a glance to plan their next move.
Only one ghost remained. That would change.
Finding her in the closet she hid in, the twins had her cornered.
With no where to run.
She greeted them with a smile.
They greeted her with Hell.
And the house was silent, the halls were empty, once again.
Beautiful, Wonderful EyesI go to your home, the moon shines brightly above. It is peaceful, but something horrible has happened to your sweetheart. A dim candle-light shines through the front window, I know you are awake. When I knock you answer. Those beautiful blue eyes stare up at me. Moonlight plays off of them, turning them to a shimmering silver. I smile lovingly, nearly forgetting why I had come.Beautiful, Wonderful Eyes6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Beautiful eyes, what have they seen to make them so beautiful?
Your gentle voice breaks my thoughts. Instantly, I remember what had brought me to your doorstep this late at night. You question my presence, but you don't seem bothered by it. I try to tell you, but the words fail to come. I don't wish to carry this burden, but you need to know. I can't let you know though, in fear those beautiful eyes will become hollow. They flicker with curiousity, though your smile remains.
Wonderful eyes, what have they dreamed to make them so wonderful?
When I finally stutter the news, your smile fades, along w
Bleach- SunburnedPeople go to the beach for several reasons: to take a swim in the ocean; to play some beach volleyball; to party all night long; to take romantic walks along the shore at sunsetBleach- Sunburned5 years ago in Romance More Like This
And most people can do all these things because they know to protect themselves from the dangers of the beach. One such danger? Forgetting to put on sunscreen, then falling asleep out in the hot sun wearing only swim trunks. You'd have to be one of two things to do something this monumentally stupid:
1. An idiot.
2. Ichigo Kurosaki
And according to the latter's rather bemused girlfriend, Rukia Kuchiki, the two were not mutually exclusive.
"You know, I highly doubt your cracks at my expense are going to make my sunburn go away any faster," Ichigo muttered after awhile.
Rukia frowned as she squirted some more aloe vera onto her hand. Ichigo visibly winced when he felt her touch his stomach and very gently rub the cool substance into his beet red skin.
Perry"Poetry is highly skilled construction of an image using words and devices to convey it."Perry3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once she said it, I was changed. My view of myself as the artisan type - writing out tomes in a coffee shop shifted to that of a builder. A Lego warrior. I didn't trip over my feet and find a sentence snaking between my ankles! They were built. Formulated for maximal effect. Like a great mosaic in blood and mustard and cream. I am a builder.
If only I could learn how to remove scaffolding.
Haiku: Sora-h8terzwtflolHaiku: Sora-h8terzwtflol5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The Keyblade Wielder
Fierce Loyalty, Earned Prowess
Sora can suck it.
CrashI feel like I am just hovering in the air,Crash3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I will love you
I will love you temporarily
Or at least
I will love you
For as long as it takes
For me to hit the ground.
Because I will fall,
It is inevitable.
We all die at some point or another,
So don't reach for me
My five-foot distance away from the edge
Is just enough
To keep you alive.
But not really
Because I really do love you.
Felarya - Humans - Felaryan Reality (pt.2) [VORE]Teleporting was a thing that could work in two ways: On the one hand it could work perfectly well, without any troubles or unforeseen happenings, everything is fine in such moments. On the other hand it can be quite the opposite; things don’t work like they were calculated, the location points were missed or something very unforeseen happened.Felarya - Humans - Felaryan Reality (pt.2) [VORE]3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In Trisha’s case it had to be, of course, the second one.
When the teleporter had begun to work, everything seemed fine so far. The typical unconsciousness was overwhelming her within moments. The first difference occurred while she still was sleeping. Normally she had never dreamt before, there was just a deep slumber until she woke up. But not this time.
The last weeks she haven’t dreamt very often and so it was strange to find herself back in a very familiar place, years ago. She was standing in the middle of a big hall, columns made of massive marble were flanking the edges of the room, tapestries in various colors were h
Felarya - Jora - Meet the Crisis [Vore]“You should have no trouble if you stay on track. Try to look at the sky and the stars like I've told you. Try to follow some special landmarks like the giant tree, they will help you to reach the waterfalls. I'm pretty sure that you won't have any trouble with local predators; most of them are intelligent and clever enough to argue and those who aren't will at least think that you're stronger than they are.”Felarya - Jora - Meet the Crisis [Vore]3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Teliyas words were echoing in Jora's mind while she was walking through the forests of the area around their cave. She had left three hours ago and the heat of the sun was already burning down on her. To walk on the soft ground was no problem but from time to time it wasn't that comfortable and she began to miss her flip-flops she was wearing back on Earth. But if everything worked like the blond giantess hoped, she would soon have all the comforts, all the small luxuries back in her life, including a cooled flat and a real, soft bed.
But for now she had just her one p
Felarya - Jora - A Mentor and Friend?”Jora, come one … it isn't that far anymore.” the voice called her and she knew it belonged to her father. She was walking, she was pushing herself forward. Her feet hurt like hell and sweat was covering her whole body, soaking into her cloths. It was her first trip with her Dad into the mountains; he loved to be here – Jora didn't.Felarya - Jora - A Mentor and Friend?3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Dad, can we take a break? I can't walk anymore” she gasped and breathing was harder than ever.
“No Jora, we can't we have to reach our destination. If you can't follow me, you have to be on your own” the voice replied and it sounded … different, like something had changed in her fathers tone.
“But dad! We have all the time!” she protested. Something was wrong, that wasn't how it was working in the end, her father did stopped and waited for her and he wasn't mad or anything.
“Look Jora, I can't always take care of you. You're on your own know. And you know that. You should just hav
Felarya - Jora - Training and HomesicknessIf a hell exist, Jora was pretty sure she landed right in there. The next day after the long talking with Teliya they went up very early when the older giantess had announced that it was “time to begin with the training”. First Jora thought everything would be easy and Teliya would remember that Jora wasn't from here; but the blond giantess had been wrong.Felarya - Jora - Training and Homesickness3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Teliya was running in front of her through the bushes of one of the jungle-like forests, jumping over roots and fallen trunks like they were nothing, always rushing forward to an invisible destination. Jora on the other hand TRIED to jump over all these rots and trunks but most of them led her stumble or even fall down at her knees, so that both her legs already hurt and her hands had enough bloody scratches. Her lungs were burning and it felt like her whole body wanted to explode of pain; but Teliya didn't stop. From time to time she became a little slower but every time Jora seemed to get closer she already began to pus
Felarya - Jora - A giant beginningIt was the early morning in one of the bigger metropolis of the Western European continent. The sun began to shine through the clouds and the darkness began to fade for a new day. In the middle of the gigantic city called “Hopetown” the first people began to get up and starting their days or just returned back home from a long night-shift, some parties or one of the many amusement-parts of the town.Felarya - Jora - A giant beginning3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cars began to fill the streets and the city awoke slowly, live began to fill the gray veins and it was time for most of the people to follow their daily routine.
“Beeep-Beeep-Beep-Beep ….” and so did the alarm-clock that was standing beside a small bed inside a small fleet which again was part of a gigantic skyscraper that was rising up to reach heaven. The annoying beeping sound repeated itself after every second and only a very unmotivated strike by a hand sat an end to it.
The hand belonged to a woman who was lying on the bed, covered under a thick blanket,
Random Facts about MalikaThings about Malika You probably didn't know.Random Facts about Malika4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls; LET'S GET READY TO wait that's the wrong greeting. I'll bet you're wondering why I've summoned you all here. The reason is quite simple actually; I figured we'd do a spotlight on Malika to answer a lot of questions people may or may not have had about here. It'll be broken up into sections for ease, so that people an learn lot's about our dear frisky naga. I do hope you'll enjoy the presentation, and who knows - some of what you learn here today may save your life one day
Some of you are probably scratching your head and yelling "DUH. Giant naga!". That is only partially correct. It's important to get this point out of the way first as it's the platform for a lot of the other points to be made. Simply put, Malika is a giant naga, but she is not a naturally occurring Felaryan Naga. Her root species is Xenonian, an ancient race of benevolent and peaceful giants that resemble el
Felarya - Jora - Welcome to FelaryaShe was sleeping so deep, it felt wonderful. The last day she didn't get any sleep and after the failure with the calculations Jora had felt terrible. She was tired and exhausted after her night-shift and so the sleep was well deserved. The soft ground she was lying on felt great and and the only think she missed right now was her blanket. Probably she had it just kicked from her bed. Her mind began to work slowly but refused to lay too much effort in organizing all events for the moment; it wasn't necessary right now.Felarya - Jora - Welcome to Felarya3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She didn't want to waste any thoughts in getting up, because then she would have to face again the fact that her last attempt to get the artifact working had failed. She just wanted to enjoy the relaxed feeling that was running through her body until the alarm-clock would ring and she would open her eyes, getting up, drinking her coffee and then let the day start anew again.
Jora moved herself to the site so that she could lie a little more comfortable when she felt some
Felarya - Humans - Felaryan Reality (pt1) [Vore]When Vale opened her eyes, her room was darkened and only weak strides of the sun were shining through the closed windows. She felt tired and sleepy but a beeping noise caught her attention. Normally she would have ignored everything when she had the time to get some sleep, but she knew that the source of the beeping was the communicator and not responding to it would mean trouble for her. Just suited in her underwear, she slipped out of the bed and walked to the communicator. The small black box was beeping and a red light was blinking from time to time. When Vale sat down in front of it and activated it, the same familiar mechanical voice sounded from it.Felarya - Humans - Felaryan Reality (pt1) [Vore]3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
”A new task is ready to be fulfilled.”
“I'm all ears, Master” Vale responded without opening her eyes. There wasn't anything to see and on this way she could relax a little bit more.
“Your target is a magician noble-woman who is on her best way to become a member of the council. We want her eliminated.&
The Brave Company of FelaryaIn the first moment everything was good. There were no problems, no accidents and just the relief that everything worked perfectly. But then hell broke out.The Brave Company of Felarya4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everything happened very quick, almost too quick for the group of two men and two women. Delaya Leslien was a scientist who was leading on the research of teleportation and the only scientists who's university owned a real teleportation-chamber. Since ten years they were working on the machine and Delaya was in charge for the project since she was twenty and four years old, there had never been a scientist as young as her who was leading such a great project.
And now, finally, they had reached their goal, the theoretical and practical tests were completed and tested. Several animals were teleported from one point to the other and today was the great day, when the first humans would beating distance and time. Delaya, her young assistant Malia, the second leading Professor Aldonion and a member of the explorer leagu
Felarya - Jade - A chapter endsThe wind was blowing along the beach, waves were breaking at the shore and the air was filled with the smell of salt. Three young men were standing at the beach, circling around another man that was kneeing in the soft and wet sand. The three of them were looking down at the younger, weaker one. Their arms were crossed and a condescending smile was on the lips of the biggest of them.Felarya - Jade - A chapter ends2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You should have listened to me, Jaron. Really, you should have. I told you: Leave my sister alone! She has deserved something better than a weakling like you. You are of no use for the village and you won't be able to take care of her. I won't allow you to be with her any more, do you understand me?” he asked and kicked some sand up into his face.
“But … but … we like each other and ...” he stammered and tried to avoid looking up to them. He wasn't like them. Jaron wasn't the strong kind of man; he was slim and agile, he was a good fisherman, but he wasn't like them;