CoasterCoasterCoaster4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
V'era del vento,
in tutto ciò e nell'ammorbante
Delle rotaie sulla luna
in otto girotondi,
gira volti, facce e
V'era anche dell'Oracolo,
viveva per il domani,
moriva il dì precedente.
E i grigi chiedevan a lui:
"Buon uomo, sa perché siam qui?"
E l'altro che di un buon uomo
manco il sonno deteneva,
"Non c'è risposta o senso nel tuo richiedere"
E ventuno ancor più grigi venivano:
"Buon uomo, sa dove andiam?"
E l'altro che di un buon uomo
manco la morte poteva aspirare,
"Non c'è risposta o senso nel tuo richiedere"
E allor i più grigi rimbrottavano:
"Buon uomo, dica qualcosa"
"Non esistono risposte od Oracoli!"
Rispondeva dileguandosi, senza lasciar traccia
o più miglior ricordo.
Ma lui che di buon uomo
era tutto composto,
non poteva che saper di più
di quel Clank e di quel Clunk.
SolitudineIl sole era alto, la temperatura sfiorava i cinquanta gradi sopra lo zero.Solitudine3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Nel deserto di sabbia dorata che consumava ogni cosa, una figura vestita di stracci e coperta da una cappa - ingrigita e consumata dal tempo - si trascinava da giorni, le sue impronte venivano pian piano cancellate dal vento, cancellate dal tempo, dalla vista, da ogni cosa.
Lei rimaneva da sola, sola con se stessa, con la propria fame, la propria sete, con il caldo e le vertigini, con tutto ciņ che restava di questo nostro mondo, dopo il fallout radioattivo del cataclisma che ha segnato la fine della razza umana.
La sete era insostenibile, sentiva lo stomaco contorcerlesi nelle interiora e si artigliava con la mano destra fasciata quella poca carne rimasta sul suo ventre ormai reso magrissimo dalla carestia, per uccidere i violenti morsi della fame.
«Vi... odio... tutti... »
I suoi occhi cremisi - ormai senza luce - si alzarono in un ultimo impeto di frustrazione mista a rabbia, verso un avampo
Death Diary (Entry 42)Death Diary (Entry 42)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Right now, I have taken on the form of a child and I am sitting in the belfry of a church. Pigeons are flying in and out as I write this…they sense my presence and are unsure how to respond. This is a common reaction from most animals. It’s getting cold out and the trees are like fireworks, colors of red, yellow, and orange explode all over, raining down their leaves upon the once green grass. Winds blow and the same trees sway and bow under their strength. The nip in the air bites at my face and flaps the hood over my head constantly, forcing me to brush my own hair out of my face as I struggle to stare at the page I’m writing on. Fall is definitely upon me. It’s one of my favorite times of the year.
Forgive me…I felt a bit poetic for a moment and wanted to take a moment to elaborate on the here and now rather than the past. After all, I believe that the present should be our focus. Either way, I am very much enjoying this weather and a
The Darkness WithinPit?The Darkness Within2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He's full of darkness;
I would know
All the voices in my head
Longing to be truly heard
Or is it just me?
I'm not a stereotype--
I didn't choose this
He couldn't handle
The darkness within.
I'm not the clone;
And he will be all mine.
It's a mask,
And everyone wears it
I have no happiness,
For I am the darkness,
Pure midnight evil.
If I am the clone,
The darkness within,
Then I am completely alone.
Three Billy Goats GruffGoats outwit a troll.Three Billy Goats Gruff3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
No Man Left Behind part 9KaNack rode Shadowmere at full speed as he led the Dark Brotherhood across the plains of Skyrim. The sound of trampling hooves was the only sound being made at the moment in the safe blanket of twilight. Along with KaNack and Nazir, the four Brotherhood initiates joined them as they rode their horses towards Volunruud.No Man Left Behind part 93 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Kaie, a Breton who was slowly becoming accustomed to using her stealth to approach her prey. Dro'marash, a Khajiit that used his alchemy skills to create poisons for his contracts. His fur was as dark as the Void and red as blood. Vytalas, the Dark Elf who was on the road of becoming a master archer, his ebony bow always being the weapon of choice. Then there was the newest and youngest member Shaleez. A tawny colored Argonian, who just like the Listener, was becoming a master of the arcane arts.
They were still learning, but had proven themselves to become quite efficient at killing. The Listener had no idea how many men there would be hiding out in Volunruud. It could
Bobine di MenzognePossibilitàBobine di Menzogne4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Il Tempo è fatto di infinite possibilità, ma quella possibilità si era esaurita nel Tempo stesso.
Il ragazzino volteggiava nel vuoto, fermo come in un fotogramma, mentre sotto di lui c'era il baratro; tutto era avvolto dalla patina sgretolante tipica di una dimensione che sta per cessare di esistere. Aveva le braccia aperte, lo sguardo rivolto verso il cielo e un sorriso che sembrava odiare e amare allo stesso tempo quel giorno perfetto, in cui il sole malato lanciava su quel mondo morente una scia di cenere luminosa, come se anche esso stesso si fosse stancato di splendere solo per il ragazzino.
Solo.. era l'unica parola che aveva conosciuto in tutta la sua vita, una vita che stava per "non essere mai esistita".
Quella realtà morente restituiva l'immagine di una possibilità distrutta, un Tempo e uno Spazio che stavano collassando su loro stessi, eppure.. in quel singolo fotogramma in cui il piccolo rimaneva sospeso tra il cielo, la scog
Love LetterLove letterLove Letter6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Optimus Prime sighed as he looked out his window from his room. The night has already fallen over Detroit and hours has passed by.
On Primes digital clock was standing that it was 1 A.M. Prime sighed again. He couldnt recharge because he kept thinking about the day that was called Halloween. He had to save Bumblebees and Bulkheads butt form a spider bot, called Blackarachnia.
He knew Blackarachnia for a long time. Before she became like she was now, he knew her as Elita One. He recalled the day that he, Sential and Elita One was wandering around a cave looking for Energon, while some spiders attacked them and they had to leave Elita-One behind.
Optimus still feels guilty about it, but they just couldnt save her. He hadnt talked about what happened to anyone yet, not even Ratchet.
Optimus sighed again and went sitting behind his computer. What Elita-One didnt know, was that he had feelings for her. After seeing her as B
I'll Always Be There :Ch. 8: Part 1I'll Always Be There :Ch. 8: Part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 8: Family Affairs
Several weeks have passed since that night, and Cole and Kira only face three more weeks of school. That and it was nearing Kira's birthday and she could not wait.
"I'm turning six Opmus! I'm turning six!"
Looking from his spot at the stove Optimus chuckled nodding. "I know Kira, you've told me several times."
Prancing around the island table, Kira chimed. "Mommy says that we're having a family reunion tomorrow and a birthday party all at the same time!"
Sounding as though he had no idea Optimus smiled. "Oh really?"
Nodding excitedly Kira squealed. "Yep! And mommy says that if I'm REALLY good, I might get some presents!"
At that moment, Kira squealed even louder and paraded out of the kitchen into the living room.
Watching her leave, Cole looked up with an annoyed, dumbfounded expression. Seeing this, Optimus just chuckled and turned his attention back to the cream of chicken soup simmering on the stove. Hearing the toaster pop up, Optimu
Far Cry 3 Fanfic CHAPTER 3Far Cry 3 Fanfic CHAPTER 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The pirates mocked her as their red-shirted apparent leader dragged her through the camp. Some made rude gestures toward her while others made provocative movements, their smiles showing crooked, yellow teeth. Her captor didn’t seem to care, simply drug her along with him. They were heading up some sort of steep hill, where a single huge tree stood, shadowing most of the camp. Atop the hill was a large cabin of sorts. Annie figured it was the man’s home (if you could call it a home).
“This is where I stay,” the pirate told her. “You,” he pointed toward the back of the house, where a cage similar to her old prison stood just outside it’s rear door, “will stay there. You know why I built a cage there?” He looked into her eyes, his face only a few inches from hers now. There was little sanity left in their blue-green glow.
“No, I don’t…”
“Because people like you think they can escape from me.” He re
A New kind of Hunger: Ch.5: Inked Up "I- I think I've changed my mind.",Toby said nervously as he padded towards the bedroom door.A New kind of Hunger: Ch.5: Inked Up2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You don't really have a choice now. It's to late for me to find anyone else.",Jack grabbed onto his wrist and pulled Toby back in the room,"So, unless you have anyone else in mind, I suggest you get back in here."
Toby groaned, what the hell had he gotten himself into with this guy?
"Don't whine.",Jack scolded and walked Toby to the edge of the bed. Toby sat down on the edge with a sulky expression.
"So..How is this going to work?",Toby asked as he fiddled with the zipper of his favorite hoodie.
He had been sitting in his underwear the whole day, trying hard to prepare himself for what was to come in the next three hours or so. It hadn't really helped though. It just made him feel exposed..
Jack pulled a package of multicolored Sha
When Killer Whales Love Otters Ep.(MakotoxReader)"Mako-chan!" Makoto heard a familiar voice after practice.When Killer Whales Love Otters Ep.(MakotoxReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He turned to see Nagisa, running towards him, butt naked.
"Nagisa, aren't you cold running around the locker room naked?" Makoto said, heaving a sigh.
"I was just so excited to hear that tomorrow is you and (Name)-chan's one month anniversary!" Nagisa said.
"Y-yeah," Makoto said, his face burning. He had spent all day trying to think of a present of some sort. He even tried asking Kou if she knew any interests (Name) had. However, nothing new came out of that. As the four boys changed in silence (well, except for Nagisa ranting about the anniversary) Makoto contemplated if he should ask for help from them. Even if they didn't know her interests, they could at least help him, right?
"Guys," Makoto stopped and said as they left the school. "I need your help."
"Oooo with what, with what?" Nagisa asked.
"I have no idea what to get for (Name)-chan for the anniversary," Makoto said, straight up. "She's so mysterious
Song of TemadonO, Mother Gaia sang her song,Song of Temadon6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And in the ancient heavin' throng
Within the mountains sat her throne
The mighty city, Temadon!
Traveller journeying' far an' wide,
The traveller tramps along.
And as he takes the silken road
To Temadon he'll come.
Oh Temadon, where horses run
Along the ancient plains.
Where from the firs of ash tree stirs
The mighty wings of cranes.
O, Mother Gaia sang her song,
And in the ancient heavin' throng
Within the mountains sat her throne
The mighty city, Temadon!
Nosebleeds [Satern 2] "Is all of this really necessary Idol?",Intern 2 asked nervously as he gazed at himself in Idol's full length mirror. "This is ridiculous."Nosebleeds [Satern 2]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It isn't ridiculous! You look great!!",Idol encouraged excitedly as she came up behind the other man and adjusted the collar of his shirt. And it was true. He did look nice. She swore, if this plan didn't work then she would probably date him herself.
She stepped back a bit as Intern 2 turned around to face her with a sheepish smile,"Thanks for helping me out Idol. This means alot to me."
"You're welcome!!",She answered with in a chipper tone,"And trust me. When he sees you, he won't be able to resist you."
Intern 2 smiled graciously,"I hope you're right."
Satan smiled mischievously as he wondered down the walkway leading to the front doors o
TDC: Ch.12: Death is knocking down your door "So, h- How is this going to work?",Jack asked, his voice broke uncomfortably as he draped his arm over Toby's hip. The air in the room was still and tense, the silence pressing down on them almost crushing them with its intensity.TDC: Ch.12: Death is knocking down your door2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm not sure..",He answered and turned over in Jack's arms. He curled up on his side with his knees thrown over Jack's hip. Toby let go of a soft noise of discomfort and pulled up the sleeves of his shirt showing Jack the gross dark marks that had advanced over Toby's skin much faster than either had anticipated.
"I don't think we have long now..",Toby whispered. His voice was hoarse and tired and broke often now. Jack frowned as he heard the other's breath rasping through his lungs, Toby was practically gasping for breath his face showing panic.
Jack reached out for him and helped Toby to loosen the tie around his neck, he pulled it off and unbuttoned his silky shirt. The curse
I love you.She was the type of girl who knew by heart the definition of each and every sentiment. Yet the words spelled and sprawled across the pages remained simply that--words, seemingly outside her grasp forever. And yet she prolonged the ritual of carving definitions, word-for-word, into the wall that closed off her mind. But it was not that she could not feel or that she would not feel. It was simply that she harbored deep inside a passion that no words in existence could ever describe. But I now know the word she so desperately searched for; it was "love". To the unknown entity that inspired her and drove her forward, the only words necessary to convey were these: "I love you."I love you.5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
And I do.
The Definition of Insanity P1 PrologueThe Definition of Insanity P1 Prologue3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The following Fan Fiction contains graphically detailed passages involving sexual intercourse, blood, gore, intense violence, crude humor, alcohol/drug abuse and psychologically challenging material. These passages may also contain racial and religious comments. None of the ideas written are meant to be taken completely serious nor do they express the actual opinions of the author. However, this work will reflect situations and arguments with some likeness to life as is intended, in order to hold true to Ubisoft‘s portrayal of these situations in Far Cry 3. Again, the content of this Fan Fiction may be disturbing to some readers and should not be taken seriously. Reader’s discretion is advised.
The Definition of Insanity
Part 1 Prologue with Agent Willis Huntley
Gitana dos Santos. Tough and loyal with a kick-ass body to go with a kick-ass personality. She
Bad timing [dialogue story]Bad timing [dialogue story]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Characters: C. Snippy/Sniper & A. Gromov/Engineer
Caught in a hearty small-talk with a stranger, Snippy walks down the street alongside the female companion he met a few days ago. She'd been sharing her findings with him and proved to mean him no harm, so he decided to allow her to stick around with him while the rest of his crew wasn't around.
I tell you, in these post-apocalyptic times, you can never be sure. I'd say most of the people you meet will want to murder and rob you.
You can't trust anyone, especially not people who seem irrationally nice to you, people who seem irrationally mean to you, aliens, giant monster worms, strangers in general or that guy over there crouching behind that broken wall and looking like he has a rifle aimed at us- Ooooh fuck…
Snippy wraps his arms around the girl as the gun goes off, and pulls her down behind a car for cover.
Seconds later he sits up and leans against the
Human!Alduin x readerAlduins point of view!Human!Alduin x reader3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I am not certain how this started, and I am not certain I want to.
I do beleave the dovahkiin has been watching me. behind rocks, houses, trees, even animals.
Ever since I returned to Skyrim, I have felt her watch me. It is extremely unsettling. I have grown paranoid of this, and have been taking procaution, yet she still watches from afar.
Dovahkiin point of veiw!
Alduin is so cool! he's a gods son! AKATOSH's SON, HIS FIRST BORN. but thats not why I'm following him. I'm following him becuase I want to know what really happened before he got sent into that elder scroll. I have been waiting for the perfect time to ask, like when he isn't angry. Which is a rarity. He looks so forlorn at times, I do believe that there is more to this then everyone lets on. I need to know what really happened, right from the source. For all i know, he could be a good guy!
So it seems today is the day! I finally get to ask him!
"Alduin!" Running up to him, I called, hoping he di
Trembling in the ShadowsTitle:Trembling in the Shadows7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Terrabm (Siriusfanatic, Curiouswords)
Fandom: Sweeney Todd/ Sleepy Hollow
Pairing: Icheeney (Ichabod Crane/Sweeney Todd)
Summary: for the prompt Lullaby
He was dreaming about her again. He could tell, seeing the distress upon his sleeping lovers face. Todd watched over him as he whimpered softly and tossed restlessly in their bed, mouth twitching into a frown, eyebrows scrunched tightly together as if he was in pain.
Normally holding the man and talking to him softly as he slept would lull him back from the nightmare, but tonight Cranes nightmarish memories would allow him no rest. He awoke finally with a jolt and a yell, bolting upward into Sweeneys waiting arms. The Constable shook, not yet sure where he was, not fully away from the awful images in his minds eyes.
Youre alright now, Ichabod, the barbers familiar low tones greeted him as he clung to the older mans body, trembling like a fawn. H