Golden Winter Golden WinterGolden Winter8 months ago in Profiles More Like This
My name is Winter, I'm 14 years old and love art and biology. I have dark blonde hair and green eyes, but my eyes have a gold ring around my pupil, that grow bigger in the dark, but I would never guess that I was different in a way most people would never think of.
I was in art when I first saw him.
He was the new kid from a school that's not too far away, he had moved here for personal reason the principle had said. He
xXS-WXxxXS-WXx1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
As Star and Shadow walked through the cave Shadow asked many questions.
"Where do you live?"
"Me, I live under a 1,000 year old willow tree that's surrounded by oak trees and flowers. Where do you live Shadow? Where were you born?"
"I never really knew where I was born my mother and I were lone wolves, Mother would hunt, make our beds and scout the land around us all by herself, I was always worried for her. Sometimes we would find a pack of wolves and mother tried to join their pack most of the wolves we joined we left because they treated us badly, so we never had a permanent home.
Rescuing Pitoo-Pit's P.O.V-Rescuing Pitoo1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was over. The Chaos Kin has been defeated.
I stared with amazed eyes as a bright orb of light floated past me and back into the Goddess Palutena. Her eyes sprung open as the stone covering her body evaporated. I raced toward her and kneeled in front of her.
"Ugh huh Pit!" She exclaimed.
A wide smile appeared on my face. "I'm so relieved that you're ok!"
Pittoo stayed behind us and looked at the remains of the Chaos Kin. Satisfied that it was dead, he turned to walk toward us. I looked back at Palutena and we both smiled. Now we can go back to-
I spinned around at the sound of Pittoo's scream. Th
Alone - For StormI walk alone.Alone - For Storm10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
That's what I'd always thought. My destiny was to be alone forever, trapped with this horrid curse I had. Not even my sister could walk with me down this dreadful path. I had no friends; no one at all.
Until he came.
He's a strange boy; chocolate brown hair and shining green eyes. He looked like a beggar with what he wore, the only thing that looked like it was worth something was the beech tree leaf necklace he always wore proudly. His nervous face always somehow ticked me off for some reason, and I never knew why.
Maybe it wasn't his face that ticked me off. Maybe it was his attitude.
I could sense that he hated me. That,
Forever BoundYou can probably say that I knew this was going to happen. I knew I was going to be eternally bound to him like this.Forever Bound2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
And yet… instead of running away, I accepted it.
I accepted him.
"You chose the wrong person to help, Mizuki,"
Those burning gold eyes pierced right through me, looking into my very soul. Green-tinged hair flowing in the night breeze. He had me pinned to a wall and I should have been struggling but... I didn't.
"Sacred Spirits of the Forest are known to be… obsessive."
Even as he said those words I knew he was expecting me to run away. To flee from him, because he was dangerous. I personally knew he was dan
TypicalMemories are strange things. Sometimes they stay with you for a long time, and sometimes they vanish in the blink of an eye. They confuse me. I’ve had many memories in my lifetime, most I don’t remember…Typical3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
…but there are some memories I’ll never be able to forget.
SICARIUS REMEMBERS: NUMBER SIX- Typical
Slam. Crash. Thud.
My body was being thrown around like a ragdoll. At this point I wouldn't usually feel hurt, since I believe I have high endurance, but this time… It's different.
He's way too strong for me, and I was stupid enough to not believe that.
With a thud, he threw me to the ground, leaving m
TransformationMy eyes flickered open. It had been done.Transformation3 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was now a hybrid, hopefully.
"Ah, good, you're awake. Would you like to know how it went?"
A man with blood red eyes and hair to match was looming over me. He had a slight accent, which made it a bit difficult to understand what he was saying- along with my brain feeling like fuzz and all. I slowly sat up and stared at him.
Woah, was that my voice? I sounded way deeper than I did last time. Was that normal? Ugh, this is weird. Now everytime I talk it'll sound like it's not me talking. The man chuckled.
"A bit surprised at your change of pitch, Sicarius?"
I must have made an
WIP WRITING- Blessing"There is no such thing as 'there are only two types of people'. Everyone is different." The blonde-haired boy said as he stared off into the distance, his hair flowing like the wind.WIP WRITING- Blessing3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Then... who am I?"
That's when he turned to me and smiled. It was the warmest and kindest smile I have ever seen on someone.
"You're You, and that's a blessing."
The ClashThe Clash1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take that feeling of hopelessness
And wipe it from your face
That frown will get you nowhere,
And yet nowhere you will go.
Listen to the snow that breathes
On this glacial mountaintop.
The summit watches you, and it
Laughs at your marked cowardice.
It is telling you to turn away,
For the God that rests atop this crest
Holds a crown of blizzards,
The blood of dragons on his collar.
Slicing open the girths of faeries
That bleed harsh cold and despair.
A boya saplinga man like you
Could never brave the victorious screams.
You trudge onwards, yet,
Like the fool that you are.
Can you hear that sound, above
Nightmare: The Secret KeeperNightmare: The Secret Keeper1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nightmare: The Secret Keeper
I know, I know; I've asked too much of you already
Up until today I've asked for what I don't deserve
I hope, I hope; you will always be able to put up with me
Because everyone else chooses to ignore my words
So please, please; I want you to take me, and hide me far away
I need you to do this for me; I never, ever want to be found again
Take my will, take my heart, take my tears, take my name
Take my life, take my soul, take my fear, take my pain
Pull me into you, and keep me close to your void of a heart, so I can lose myself
Hold me in your arms, and keep everything in your palms, I yearn t
Whispers of the MadWhispers of the Mad:Whispers of the Mad1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your lips remain painted with the scars of torment
Carved so as to split with every word of speech
The glass that slices through your softened flesh
Bears the marking we know as 'Vinashuka'
And now he lies beneath the falling sand
Drowning in a world that is sinking away
Though his feet will seek the stability of ground
He finds himself caught by 'Vinashuka'
A disturbing word that rings hollow at best
For it carries the tone of a tainted solitude
A heart that has been corrupted by physical pain
Can only scream 'Vinashuka!'
How does a man know when he has gone insane?
To descend into a world where logic is na
Wings Of FireWings Of Fire11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings Of Fire
Damages have been reversed
I have many flaws to be purged
Tempted for the gift of death to end this living curse
I plead for you to pass the torch
Hand over the destiny I've been waiting for
I can no longer endure this unbearable dirge
Send me off to the fiery abyss
Free me from life's grip
Weep not for past sins
Leave behind those memories
Weep not for scarred skin
Forgive those memorable tragedies
Let go of that darkness within
Grasp onto serenity
Lift up the veil for the ending
Hold onto clarity
There's peace within pain
Calm can engulf the chaos
There's love behind the hate
Freedom can mask the gr
Queen of InsanityQueen of Insanity1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Queen of Insanity
These invisible walls
Hold me inside.
Stuck in a never-ending maze,
Comfort, I can't find.
Like scars on my heart,
I'm hurt but it's not seen.
My sanity's tearing apart,
And it will make me queen.
Queen of Insanity,
Queen of the Insane,
As wrong as death itself,
Like the ideas I have slain.
The ideas are a whirlpool
Of sorrow and fear.
I say I've thrown them away
But in my heart, they are here.
Queen of Insanity,
Queen of the Insane,
My laws are Hell itself.
My laws will burst your veins.
3-1-12 Julia Ngo