The Place of Dreams_Chapter 1The Place of Dreams_Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1 - Neverending Dream
" It is so unreal, that even I couldn`t believe it. Everytime I see that boy and we have fun in world, which is filled with happy things and...dreams. When I wake up, I dont remember his name. I only remember, how he looks like".
It was time to go sleep. Rie took glass of milk and was in her thoughts.
" If I meet him again, what I should say to him"?
Her mother came in room and said: " Time to go sleep, sweetie".
Rie went on bed and mother striked her cheek.
"Goodnight and have very nice dreams".
Rie closed her eyes and fall asleep. Mother walked quietly and closed the door, before she went.
Suddenly Rie woke up from meadow, where sun was shining, colorful flowers..
She standed on fresh, dark green lawn. Sky was huge with patterned pillows.
Then she heard humming behind of her. Sound came closer and finally it stop.
Rie turned around and saw familiar boy.
He was caring bouquet and gave prettiest flower to her.
" I missed you too much. A
The Gift Part IShe looked into his eyes. True, this was look full of cynicism, however, had something strangely gentle, what the casual observer probably would have taken for sensitivity.The Gift Part I2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the only word she spoke, but in her mouth had the strength of sword and fire. Rah'nam lowered his eyes.
They were sitting in a crowded tavern, one of many in the big - and as the story goes, and what is rather untrue - a wonderful city of Hak'Samath. True, it was not a lot of drow as city was located on the surface and was open to all, but Szahitra not specifically stood out among the guests. Her obsidian black skin glistened slightly in the dark and light brown travel clothes made drowess almost average in the crowd. However, Szahitra wasn't the average person. She was messenger of powerful individual, who never allow anyone to see her in the dirty tavern, such as this.
Drowess slowly, with lazy movement, brushed, her white as snow, hair from face.
"It's not about pay, Medi" she said with modulated ton
SacrificeThe old temple of ancient god Set was in almost complete ruin. Once the god resided here with his maidens and priestesses but now only the desert wind was playing with the walls and making the strange, cry-like sounds. On the ruined and cracked floor, on one of the broken columns was seating young red-haired man in white robes and black leather trousers with a lot of chains. He had this malicious smile on face that was the sign he had something...well, malicious on his mind. On the ground was kneeling young woman; she was crying.Sacrifice2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Say my name" the man said it with amusement in his voice.
The woman stopped crying for a second and looked with fear in her eyes on the red-haired man. The man didn't expect her to co-operate that soon; he leaned in his seat and crossed his arms.
"So you are the sacrificial lamb" he laughed. "I will never understand these peasants. I won't stop killing them, even if they bring me all their beautiful women they have. Village after village, town after town...I
The Place of Dreams_Chapter 3The Place of Dreams_Chapter 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 3 - I Will Always Love You
Rie went to dark place and saw Kazue as dead.
" It`s too late, young lady".
Goddess of Evilness appeared beside of her and smiled.
Rie hold him and whispered in his ear:
" Please forgive me. I love you"...
"That`s useless! He`s dead already".
Suddenly the rose what she got from Kazue, it came back as red and petals were sailing around her. These transformed her as pretty angel which wings were so shiny.
She rised on the air and blinded all trolls with her angel wings.
Kazue woke and looked what`s going on.
" Keep going, my angel". He said with quiet voice.
Rie turned around and run to him.
" You`re alive"!
" I forgive you,but...you owe me a one kiss".
She went closer of him and he took her in his caress. Slowly their head leaned to each other and Kazue gave her sweet kiss on the lips. Rie blushed lightly.
" That`s very lovely, but angel"s time is over". Goddess took her soul. First she fell on the floor, then she died and became very pale.
++The Lolita Poems: Meeting Mr Death++++The Lolita Poems: Meeting Mr Death++2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Irregardless of pity,
I do not want your pity,
For I am the master of my end
And if Death was a sir, and a man,
I'll be his ruler, or will kiss his hand.
If Mr Death was having his cup of earl grey tea,
And if I sat in at his tea party,
I'll dress up in my most Victorian Frock,
I'll take my plush puppy too for a walk.
Round the thick hedges of white roses gold,
and around the green emerald leaves of olde,
I shan't, I shall, I wilt not slumber,
under the heady smell of rosewood desires.
And if Mr Death was as handsome as can be,
lanky and tall, fit and dandy,
With a silken top hat and a fine walking stick,
With a fitted vest underneath the charcoal black coat,
I will still hold my own basket and pluck my bouquets,
I'll still tie my own houseboys in navy blue ribbons gay
I'll take my garnet rings and my mandarin silk sash,
I'll hold my mandolin with my peach plum bonnets,
I'll walk with the orange blossoms that cling to my dress,
I'll pink my lips on lush peaches demure.
With my chiffon
Kyda BioCharacter Write up: Kyda DrakeKyda Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sex - Female
Nationality - Australia
Home City - Blue Mountains, Sydney, NSW
Height - 5'2
Weight - 54kg
Kyda was raised almost entirely by her father, Damien Drake, Who plays guitar for a little known band, and roadies for several others, Which kept Him and Kyda on the road for long amounts of time.
Her mother died in an accident several months after she was born. as such, she doesnt remember her at all, other than the fond stories that her father has told her. Its a difficult topic for her to speak about, as shes not really sure how to feel about it. A delicate matter for her, and one she doesnt like to speak of.
Damien is a kind man, contrary to his rough appearance and heavy, muscular frame, He always did his best to give Kyda a healthy childhood, despite never having a truly permanent home.
Because they spent such a large time on the road, Kyda spent a lot of time at different schools, where, despite her friendly nature, she f
Shadow Sweeper introShadow Sweeper intro2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"De un lado dispuso las sombras,
del otro dispuso que hubiese luz.
sin embargo,al cerrar aquella caja con el mundo dentro,tuvo piedad del primer cazador y le dió
un arma blanca para que hendiese los cielos cuando la oscuridad fuese insoportable.
el primer hombre rasgó los cielos con aquel arma afilada,y de los cielos no sangró luz,sino
una penumbra llamada tristeza.Y el primer hombre maldijo el cielo y el cielo le volvió la
espalda y le desheredó.Y así fue como al hombre le fue negada incluso aquella penumbra de
salobre medicina. Desde entonces los cazadores no vierten lágrimas, y sólo les invade los
ojos una amarga sombra cuando sonríen."
Mondayswill you wonder with meMondays7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
what alternate life would be
not living with your fears
things could be just fine
like your dreams should have been
and sharing all of mine
i'd live across the room
wake you with a soft tune
and end it with a smile
moving at a snail's rate
finding time to waste
hurry before you're late
running into the school
i'll be right next to you
just passing until the time
we'll be done before noon
and we'll sit right outside
talking into the moon
signs blur into your eyes
watching all of the dragonflies
then go back to the room
put on a movie and lie
laugh at the story lines
waiting to close your eyes
on the edge of your bed
checking for monsters in your head
please don't wake too soon
i could just watch you sleep
i know it's all just a dream
until the day that we meet
Green EyesGreen Eyes3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Everywhere I look.
Read me like an open book.
Sparkle with delight.
Haunt my every night.
Guardian Of The EmeraldGuardian Of The Emerald3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"I'll probably be on this floating island forever, guarding the Master Emerald again. I may not know the whole story behind this, but perhaps it's better that way. "
~Knuckles The Echidna
Waiting Listwhere did you go my friend at a quick little paceWaiting List7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I brave the flashing lights for you
a dizzy blur of faces and far off places
just to catch a glimpse among fools
I'm just a simple man with a simple little life
making plans with a pretty ghost who never talks back
my words bounce off your shiny screen and
fall on your waiting list while others still scream
waiting too long for this
waiting far too long for this
waiting too long for this
waiting far too long for this
please don't cut your wrists too deep
this joy is just a temporary sleep
soon you'll wake up alone to me
I'm still waiting for you to leap
I open my mouth to speak
but it's just a buzzer beep
but where did all of your time go
but where did all of your time go
where did it all go
where did it all go
when all your fame is gone and you're standing in the rain
I hope we can go back again before this all came
wash a friendship that was stained all black
passing time and never looking back to when I was
waiting too long fo
Neutron StarI am birthed, a sunNeutron Star8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a product of an impulse
in an angry loin
pleased by existing
and meant to feel
the quiet textures
almost able to breathe
interests in conflict
the unknown and the known
meaning--in wordless texts
introspective, in disbelief
fascinated with a passion
a melodious arrangement
fleeting in its nature
suffering the partial
ailing from defeat
a simple paradox, dire
precursor to warm madness
recovers by persisting
searching for meaning, flesh
a joy that is named
still trying to breathe
exhausting inner resources
growing a heavy crimson
flaring, a first-final breath
AATC - Emotionally StrongAATC - Emotionally Strong2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Alvin, am I strong?"
The chipmunk groaned as he lifted weights on his bench in the basement—another Saturday with the children out with Dave allowed him to have some quality time to himself, something he had very little of now that he was a father. Theodore was working at a bakesale with his coworker Ying-Yang, and Simon decided to spend the afternoon with his friend Sasha at the zoo. The two had become close companions since the Sevilles had moved to Hearttropolis, having both experienced a certain loss in their lives—that and Sasha was the only level-headed female Simon had spent time with who did not get overly excited because he was a member of The Chipmunks. Since they had not been able to hang out for several months due to work, concerts and Simon's duty as a Guardian of Unity, they were going to spend that Saturday together.
Or… they were supposed to be doing so. Simon had come back early due to Sasha being called back home—her sister was ill and needed her assistance—an