Enduring AtlasGrunting, Atlas shifted the weight of the heavens to his left shoulder so he could check his phone. Dionysus' party looked insane, it seemed like everyone who was anyone was there. Every other photo on instagram was Dionysus with his arms around a different Maenad. God of the grape harvest? More like god of the grope harvest.Enduring Atlas5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Logging in to Facebook, Atlas saw that Zeus suddenly had a lot more female friends. His relationship with Hera had been changed to 'it's complicated' again. According to his status update, Apollo had played a few songs from his new album on his magical lyre. Reception was apparently positive. Atlas wished someone had posted a video.
He browsed a collection of party photos. Everybody looked like they were having fun. There was Demeter, pouring out her new microbrew. There was Hecate, chatting up some girl. He lingered on a photo of Aphrodite and sighed. After a while he 'liked' it, but then 'unliked' it again and scrolled away.
Was there a single deity in al
MiraI drink the last of the willowspirit and screw up my eyes against the migraine. Dangerous stuff. Drink it all at once and you'll be dead before the dawn.Mira5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I'm close now. There's a forest shrine nestled in the shadow of the Edzull hills, where the wirewights commune with their dead god. I know it well, and dozens of other such places that litter the Ossifus isles. One by one I visit them, stepping stones on a pilgrimage that ends I know not where.
The willowspirit stings my eyes, and begins to reveal the toxic sunrise. The shadowed treetops are heavy with crows and hunched things. Greenteeth and Grendelows paw at the grass by the stream. Some of these things are real and some of them are the willowspirit in my veins. I keep my distance from all of them.
Thirteen bells I wear on my belt, and thirteen magicks burn at the tip of my tongue. The book of binding sits in my satchel like a cannonball, alongside three black ritual candles that I won't be using tonight. I'll need another candle, o
What Am I Doing Here?Joe loaded up OpenOffice and got ready to write. Flash fiction characters gathered in the front of his mind and watched the text cursor blink on the empty page.What Am I Doing Here?1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“He's gonna write about me again today, I just know it,” said Gale Gullwing, equipping and unequipping his daggers anxiously.
“Don't kid yourself,” said Business, the fifth horseman of the apocalypse. “You were good for one story, if that. Face it, you're surplus to requirements.”
“Fuck off, foureyes. My joke has way more mileage than yours.” Gale glitched a bit to make his point.
“Shut up, both of you,” said Koschei, a furry gun-wielding alien totally legally distinct from Rocket Raccoon. “It's gonna be Dirk. It's always Dirk. Even when it seems like it's something new, Dirk Ex Machina always shows up at the end to explode something.”
“Where is Dirk?” asked Tern.
“He's too cool for this. He's probably hanging out with Wren an
To Get Out of the Rain“The signs! Look at the signs!”To Get Out of the Rain5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The bedraggled priest howls over the wind and rain as they drag him out of the police station and slam the doors shut. Finally we have some peace and quiet, at least relatively speaking; the phones are still off the hook, everyone in town seems to think we were in charge of flood prevention for some reason, and we've had three people bursting in screaming about prophecies. Storms always bring out the crazies.
Given a choice between the madness indoors and the weather outdoors, I'd probably look for a third option. Unfortunately for me, I have a crime scene to get to. I shrug on my coat and head for the door.
“If the river gets inside the office, try to save the photos off my desk,” I tell Sarina. She's on a call, but she shoots me a wink and a smile.
Outside, the wind whistles through the streets and wields the rain like a whip. The underground car park has been sandbagged, but as luck would have it I was late this morning anyway
The Long Waged WarLet out your angerThe Long Waged War4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let out your rage
Put up your fists
You've got a war to wage
Hatred is the key
To winning this war
And those you abhor
Ignore the burns
Ignore the black and blue
Just smash down the walls
Break right through
For your enemy is gracious
He accepts death with open arms
And never would he ever
Bring you any harm
He loves you dearly
For you he would die
He'd never ask twice
Wouldn't blink an eye
So don't shed a tear
He won't die in vain
When you stab his chest
He won't feel any pain
Only love for his beloved
Which is you, my dear
Too late to cower
Too late to fear
March right in
And claim your right
But instead kneel down
At the glory of his light
He is true love and patience
He is peace and kindness
He will touch your eyes
And heal your blindness
Let out your tears
Let go of your rage
For this is a war
You no longer wish to wage
Memento Mori IIIt doth not matter how hard you tryMemento Mori II4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Remember your mortality
Remember you will die
No matter how much love is in your breast
Or how much jealousy is in your eyes
Every man will go to his eternal rest
(No matter how hard he tries.)
The future holds one fate
No matter the tears you cry
You shouldn't even try
For it doth not matter how hard you try
Remember your mortality
Remember you will die
The Legendary Golden ChickenboGale Gullwing sat with a chickenbo in each hand, rubbing them together vigourously.The Legendary Golden Chickenbo4 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Have SEX,” he hissed.
Sir Siegmund raised his visor, squinting in bafflement. He'd just been passing by on his way to the galley, but after witnessing this he had no choice but to stop in his tracks, besides which he'd lost his appetite.
“What the hell are you doing, Gale?”
Gale fixed him with a glare. “Don't call me that. That's my default name. I'm Tempest now.”
“Some old dude in Guttertown offered to change my name in exchange for a magic mirror. Now I have a name as badass as I deserve.”
“Wait, the magic mirror? The one containing the princess' long-lost sister's soul?”
Gale put a finger to his lips. “Shhh.”
Siegmund frowned. “Why do the subtitles still say 'Gale'?”
“What?” Gale went into the pause menu and checked his status. “That fucker.”
The Problem With Mary Sue I think with any characterization there’s a point where you empathize, no matter how much of a deviance his or her actions may be from your understanding of humanity.The Problem With Mary Sue9 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Today, sports fans, I’d like to talk about a subject that is long overdue: the Mary Sue (or the male equivalent, Gary Stu). But before I can talk about her, I think I should define what I think she is. This is important because the webs are teeming with varying definitions, and my idea of what she is may not jive with other people’s; the definition I see most often calls to mind Mary Poppins – practically perfect in every way – but I’ve also seen the opposite, where she is described as being impossibly weird. She’s got a bizarre (and an impossibly long) name, eye color, hair color, or other distinguishing feature that somehow signals she’s “special.”
DP: Lab Rats Roleplay - Chapter 4Lab Rats roleplay, Chapter 4DP: Lab Rats Roleplay - Chapter 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
By: JessTFfan2212 and AuroraFox
Elijah laughed a little under his breath as he was being led out of the room. He didn't care if he got shocked. Knowing that the idiot was afraid of him was priceless enough.
Shortly after that little 'who's scarier' moment, they reached a lab. Once inside, the teens could see two chairs with TV screens beside them. Elijah rolled his eyes and moved toward a chair, wondering what kind of questions he was going to answer.
Clockwork smirked before he was roughly shoved towards his chair by Labcoat. The teen scowled at him and just continued to the seat.
Elijah looked around as he sat in the chair. "So what is this? Some kind of thing where you test how smart we are? Shouldn't the obstacle course be enough?"
"Pft. Oh no. That only tests your physical power and your ability to adapt and overcome obstacles. THIS tests your intelligence." Said Labcoat. Clockwork sat down in his chair.
Elijah raised an eyebrow. "And what do you expec
Anybody Can Write a Novel - OutlineAnybody Can Write A Novel - OutlineAnybody Can Write a Novel - Outline7 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
A Step-by-step Guide for Anyone to Learn How to Write a Novel
This is an Outline of all my current articles, and a look at what is to come. I will try to update it, at least once every two weeks. Also note that just because something is absent from the Outline does not mean I don't plan to write it. This is a compilation of only chapters that have already been written.
(You'll notice that I have neglected some points and chapters within this Outline. This this is simply a result of realizing that there is so much to learn, when it comes to writing. Don't worry, I'll be sure to come back and fill in the gaps. Also, if this list inspires any requested topics that you would like me to address, please feel free to suggest them in the comments section.)
Chapter 1– Beginning to Write
Chronicles of Midlurth VII: Beyond our BordersWith a scorched cloak on his back and two arrows in his arse, a dwarf made his way along the Amberlea riverside. He saw the sign of the Golden Dragon ale house and shivered. Dragons. Too soon.Chronicles of Midlurth VII: Beyond our Borders5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
As he passed the door, a ruddy-faced halfling raised his beer thimble in greeting. “Ho there! Here for the vegetable competition this afternoon?”
“Have you not heard?” asked the dwarf. “The Necrolock has raised a world-ending army. Every human able to hold a sword marches west as we speak! The smart races are heading East.”
“You should see Mrs Hurgsplirdle's pumpkins, I'd bet you ten thimbles she'll be walking home with firs' place!”
“Are you not listening to me? Monsters are coming! You need to get out of here now, or you and everyone you care about will be dead within the week!”
The halfling snorted. “What goes on beyond Farmer Gherkin's hill is neither here nor there.”
“No, it definitely is there, and it'll be here t
A warrior's funeralI am tiredA warrior's funeral4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For I have endured
This arduous battle
Without being inured
My blade is stained
With the blood of enemies
But ho! Victory I have attained!
Though at the cost of my life
I am cold, so very cold
And my lifeblood is seeping out
My firsn'final battle shall be over soon
As all are injured hereabout
I am young for this war
For I took my father's place
To die in battle I swore
Just as he did years ago
This is a warrior's funeral
Mine is a death of valor
I would never hide
And I will never cower
For Heaven's call
Is to those who stand and fight
And he who in battle will fall
Is he who bears a warrior's might!
Noctis dreamsShe is ever so silentNoctis dreams4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And she never moves
She only wanders in my dreams
Searching for sin to remove
Her wings are like light
In my noctis dreams
They shone like the sun
Her beauty, it gleams
But when I visit her
There in that lonely place
I see no sign of movement
Not even a trace
There she rests
For all eternity
She is stone and cold
Practicing perfect taciturnity
The Apex of IdiocyTHE ANIMAL ARGUMENTThe Apex of Idiocy4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The animal argument has made recent history as a very popular argument for the homosexual community. In essence, homosexuals justify their lifestyle with occurrences we can study in the animal kingdom. If you're still unsure as to what I'm referring to, here are a few renditions I've encountered:
Homosexuality is natural because we can see it in animals.
If homosexuality is unnatural or abnormal, why do we see it in various animal species?
The animals have gay sex so it's okay for me to have gay sex.
If you've ever heard something similar to the above examples and have found yourself stumped, don't worry! It's normal. The only reason gays have any power in that argument is because not a lot of people know animal behavior and don't know how to properly disarm the argument. If you do know how to disarm it, you'll encounter double-standards and/or cries of hate because all of a sudden, they have no
Lunes literario: Tutorial vistas previasLunes literario: Tutorial vistas previas4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
¿Qué es un thumb?
¿Cuáles son las diferentes vistas previas y cuando podemos verlas?
¿Cuándo aparece la vista previa por defecto en nuestras obras literarias?
Cómo establecer una imagen como vista previa
Cómo establecer una etiqueta de autor (tag)
Contenido para adultos
Leyendo contenido para adultos
Este es un tema muy interesante y del que no hay mucha información. Como todos sabemos hay diferentes maneras de ver la vista previa de una obra literaria. En este tutorial explicaremos las diferencias, y lo más importante, cuándo aparece cada tipo.
Para que todo el mundo sea capaz de entender los conceptos que vamos a explicar, empezaremos por lo más básico.
¿Qué es un "thumb"?
Un thumb es una vista previa de cualquier obra. Así que a partir
living with my enemy's brotherA Halo fan-fictionliving with my enemy's brother4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Living with my enemy's brother
0900hours/ July 7, 2555(military calendar)
Bridge of covenant cruiser Light of Truth
Raki Khanee monitored his ship's status as he sat on the bridge. "Shipmaster, there is a transmission from the arbiter coming in," said a sangheili, from the communications station, "should I send it to your private channel?" With a sigh, he nodded and flicked on the visual feed. The arbiter's image appeared on the small holographic stand by his shoulder. "What do you require of me, arbiter?" He asked, expecting him to request a status update, but instead he said, "I'm rerouting your ship."
"What for? Is there some battle that requires my assistance?"
"No it is much simpler. You see the human leader, Admiral Hood, and I have agreed that it would further peace between our races by sending an ambassador to each planet. I have already sent ours ahead to meet them, but I need you to collect the human's ambassador and bring them t
agent minnesota's missiontime:06:25 location: space above tribute mission: classifiedagent minnesota's mission4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"spartan 50 report to the bridge immediately" said the ship board A.I." I'm comin, I'm comin just give me a minute" i tell the A.I. "sorry spartan 501 but this is emergency" said the A.I. I entered the bridge and walk up to the captain and snap a crisp salute "reporting as ordered sir" I say "at ease soldier" reply's the captain "what is the emergency sir?" i ask "we have reports of covenant and a dead zone on the planet" said the captain "and that is where i come in" I say "yes you will assembly a squad and enter the city and destroy whatever is causing the dead zone then report in about the covenant activity and a pelican will come to pick you up." says the captain "yes sir" I reply. My team is made up of 1 marine sniper, 1 odst heavy weapons trooper, 1 odst sniper, and 2 odst scouts, I order them to meet me in the hangar by a pelican, as we get into the pelican the captain says our orders through our mics " alright men you
Fear NOT! Fear not, for I am with you;Fear NOT!3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Be not dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you,
Yes, I will help you,
I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.
New King James Version (NKJV)
Flowers on the RazorwireWe could never fashion flight from our broken boned epiphaniesFlowers on the Razorwire4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(Or raise our shattered glasses to the red on her lips)
But anaemic as horses we parade them through these streets
Revolution is nothing but progress here
Perched on razorwire fences
Birds give names to ghosts and raise them as their own
Truth is a figment of your imagination
And the telephone is the wire around your neck
Hung up with wishes across the grand suburbia
Our zeitgeist is a harlot
She teaches us that duty justifies submission. It doesn't
There is salt in the street but the banks are empty
From weeping like the chorus torn from our lungs
We never quite grasped the idea of morality
When ethics were fed through hospital tubes
And sometimes they throw bricks through our open windows
Just to pick the shards of glass from our children's eyes
Bones are the most hollow of structures
And cortexial limbs can't swim these waters
Or write salvation on crumbling walls
Down at the harbour the air tastes of c
lunacy.what the moon teaches us islunacy.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
no one exists as a constant.
some days you will orbit elsewhere.
the angles of light that
make up the shadows of you
will keep moving.
it is the same with the ocean
and how it does not meet
the shore the same each time:
some days it will come crashing,
eroding: or it comes back to kiss
its edges over and over
there are some days i am more
of a tsunami. there will be days
you will be eclipsed.
and i don't mind this. the moon is
up in the sky but the ocean still feels
the weight of its pull, always.
i want to drown in the
push and pull of your gravity
in all the ways that's possible.
i could get used to the
different phases of this:
i could get used to our lunacy.
free agentwell shefree agent6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
that she'd vanish
into the forest
for four years
come some secret dream
lent specter who'd
all conscious thought
wanted or not
in the solitude
this tiny light
who taught my
and so I
made her name
our time would hear
and I dis-
between my ears
yet the moon
often makes possible
lovers sometimes do
and we do
and we do
oh! and dreams
oh! what dreams
to who dreams
who dreams dreams