on waking up and growing olderwhispers succumb to theon waking up and growing older1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
whirl-away winter drifts
as frozen fingers t n l
a g e
signaling the end of
a child's rationality.
the grownups call it
but we really do
i met you in our
world torn free of yesterdays,
and far beyond tomorrows.
the sky was a blanketed
white, spreading over our
star-fields and moon-rays.
as i took your hand,
we cried tears in
laughing all the while.
i woke up.
starstuck in heaven's oceanmoonstruck-child wanders, wonderingstarstuck in heaven's ocean1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
'neath an ocean of vacuum space,
suppose the stars sing?
and the brilliant lights
drew her mind on a string,
arcing above, beyond, and
the ground was a curve,
minute humanity declaring
its desire to create stars
in glittering cities, festivals.
earthless-child gasped without breath
as her house could have fit
on her littlest finger.
oceans of sky frosted over,
as the sun took his leave
for Earth's other-side
star-bound child was listening
her stars were singing in soft
blinding melodies connecting,
an orchestra of silver light-breaks-the-dark.
songs we aren't wise enough to hear,
music that might break a heart,
or heal one.
wanders no more;
she's turned her thoughts
from space to shore,
but still wonders,
if our planet is a star
in someone else's sky,
what sort of song have we
Flymm: Memory of a Compassionate Asura "Stupid bookah."Flymm: Memory of a Compassionate Asura3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Even now, I hear his voice reverberating in my mind. Those contemptuous overtones. The underlying softness of affection for me that he valiantly attempted to hide away in order to preserve his asuran honor. Ever the failed master of his own emotions. Never had I entertained the notion that I'd grow attached to one of those grayish, bat-frog creatures. Generally they were reptilian in their mercy and condescending to a degree which overcompensated for their small stature. Flymm was not different. At least on the exterior.
His pachyderm feet stomped impatiently. His short arms had been crossed over his chest. His large ears rotated back, subterranean eyes narrowing as his lips curled into a derisive grimace. We'd been waiting for over an hour for our hapless errand boy. "Hapless," I say, as Flymm was never lacking in expostulation. Sinthas was, moreover, terrified of the toothless threats eddying
It's the Women's Heart"You surely are hard to find, aren't you, Windrider?"It's the Women's Heart4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Putting the glass back on the tavern bar, Sywyn glanced at the young man who sat on the wooden stool beside him. Brown curls flickered in the firelight, and clear green eyes returned his gaze, inspecting him and looking for a reaction.
"I see you do recognize me. I must admit I really wasn't expecting so much," he said smiling, "it saves me the embarrassment of introducing myself again, at least."
The scarred elf looked away without a word, while his new companion kept staring at him with genuine curiosity.
"It's not like I thought you were going to be happy seeing me either, of course..."
No response came, and the young man just nodded peacefully, his smile still on his lips.
"You're not very talkative, I see... is it just because of me, or shall I assume you have other qualities to make up for it?"
Sywyn clenched the glass in his hand and held his breath in an effort to remain calm, teeth gritted behind pres
Cupcakes and TeaCupcakes and TeaCupcakes and Tea1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
“Oh dear, what's the matter,”
said the Hare to the Hatter
while the Doormouse soundlessly snored.
“What just can't compare,”
said Hatter to Hare,
“is the fact that I'm hungry and bored.”
“Twinkle, twinkle,” was heard
as the sleepy Mouse stirred,
“We're British, by jove, we like tea!”
So the Hare plated up
while Hatter poured cups
and they both had a cupcake or three.
Gnome Noir "I did it for the money and I did it for the girl.Gnome Noir3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well, I didn't get the money and I didn't get the girl."
:: Walter Neff - Double Indemnity
So I point the flintlock at the guy and that's no easy thing, big musket like that on a little gnome like me and I peer down the sight. Not many people know what it's like to stare at a man through a glass. But in those sacred moments, the whole world takes a breath and it's just you and him. I line up the shot, and I think about the girl, and--
What? That is the start. What do you want, Sheriff, my life story?
Alright, well, I'm Gniles Brody the Third that's GNILES, silent 'g'. G-N-I-L-E-S. Your boys over there in the robes got that? I'm a Risk management clerk. You've heard of Royal Gnomic Treasury, right? Well, that's me and the guys. You got a risk, we cover your back for a modest sum. We're like alchemists - 'cept we turn gold into more gold.
What? This IS the interesting bit! You have any
Dream BoatsDreams on paper,Dream Boats10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Written in waterproof ink.
Crinkled boat, dropped
Into river of possibilities
Will the dream boats
Sink or float?
victorious viceshe called herself "Victorious", andvictorious vice1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
that's all she's ever been.
i call her "Vice";
she grips my throat scarlet
in the night,
my own personal hang-master.
Vice is the poster child,
"looks can be deceiving"
no one ever sees her.
they see me instead.
If You Know What I Mean...Heyyy, Officer; lookin' fine.If You Know What I Mean...1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rain: Chapter 2: A F.Hawke Fenris Anders TriangleRain: Chapter 2: A F.Hawke Fenris Anders Triangle3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Ten feet slammed against the stone, kicking up puddles as they did. For the moment, the relentless rain had taken a rest from besetting Kirkwall. Still, the sky thundered ominously.
Marian's chest heaved savagely as she swallowed all of the air she could. Despite her wearing high heels, she was well ahead of the others. The men found it astonishing, not only that Hawke was in the lead, but that Isabela trailed closely behind her...also wearing heels.
Coat dancing wildly in the wind and with every step, Marian pushed herself to run faster. Her arms moved back and forth quickly, fingers completely straight and palms facing inward.
Back at the estate, Marian slammed the door and entered the main room in a fury. Everybody knew something had gone terribly wrong when she snatched the closest bottle of alcohol, took it to her mouth and finished it off. Bethany asked what had happened but not before Marian could bring her foot up and kick a chair half way across the
AR: Unequal PartnersAR: Unequal Partners4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The dusty air inside the mechanic lab filled the man's lungs as he stepped in. The whole room was filled with mechanical devices... not modern ones as in most labs, but rather old ones... There were no high-tech computers hanging on every wall or complicated instruments lying around...
Volcrim immediately liked it in here! It actually looked as if a person was working here rather than their machines... With a glance down he looked at the small chip-card he had found on the ground a few days back... Meallán Dithil... Mechanic... Yes, this had to be the right place!
"Hello?" The blonde looked around, not spotting anyone inside... Maybe the lab was closed? He walked in a little further... it was 10 am... usually a shop like this had to be open at this time... "Someone he--!!" He suddenly stepped on something, looking down shocked as groaning sounds came from below... He had just stepped on someone's leg! But he couldn't see who's leg it was as the upper half of the body disappeared u
GoA - A Thief's DayThe thief-guild... Many people think of it as a place where dark creatures lurk around, shadows without feelings that live from what they take of others...GoA - A Thief's Day5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I used to think the same way... before turning into a thief myself and eventually even becoming their leader...
"Meeting is over, Mairitti... You can wake up again!" Shou's voice reached my ears while something softly shook my shoulder...
"That won't work on her!" Suddenly something kicked the chair I was sitting on, causing me to fall flat on the floor.
"Mh?" Blinking I stared up at the other two guild-masters... "Ira, go to hell..." I stretched my limbs off my body before getting up from the marble-floor. "Hmmmm... the empress gone already?" I rubbed my eyes still sleep dazed while looking over at the guys.
"In contrary to you, she's got other responsibilities." Ira snorted in his usual teasing voice... a game I was willing to play with him.
"Well, I had a wonderful nap, being ready to empty someone's treasure-chamber... How about
Here is WhereHere is where you loved meHere is Where3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here is where we fell apart
Here is where we were to be
Here is where we'll never start
Lately, the waitHighway traffic, seamless like the skiesLately, the wait3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of October; distant lights foretell
A gush of wind, a magnolia laden threshold.
much sought after
Character Survey: RhistelCharacter Survey: Rhistel4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
FULL NAME: Rhistel Aidan from Sentes. His real surname got lost, since he was too little to remember it when he was found.
MEANING: "Rhistel" doesn't have any particular meaning, while Aidan means "blessed by the Gods" in the sacred language. Sentes is the village he comes from.
NICKNAME: Among the servitude in his mansion and people of his feud he's often addressed as "bran luth", which means something like "silent/quiet lord", referring to the fact that he almost never speaks or even shows himself around at all. Everyone else just call him with his name, except for Sywyn who calls him "shadowling" or just "bookworm", depending on his mood...
ACTUAL AGE: well.. when the story begins he's 16-17, and will become 22-23 by the end of the events.
RESIDENCE: his feud, about 100 miles from the main city of the human kingdom. Does it makes any sense to you? :°D
AGE APPEARANCE: his own, basically... for now
SPECIES: halfbreed, human/dur'gwath (dark elf)
RaindropsRaindrops3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Victoria laughed when they finally found cover from the rain. She wiped her eyes of the water, but raindrops still dripped onto their faces. Vincent gave a disapproving frown and tried to wipe the offending tears, until Victoria slapped his hand away.
"Don't do that," she said with a smirk, tucking her hair behind her ear. "You'll ruin my makeup."
"As if the rain hadn't already done that," Vincent replied, making her chuckle softly. Victoria sat down in the veranda and ushered for him to sit next to her. He happily obliged. His clothes crumpled uncomfortably in the rain and mud, but for some reason, it didn't seem to bother him as much. "You'll catch a cold at this rate."
Victoria's lips quirked into a strange smile, as she said, "You forget that I'm already dead."
"No," he replied, smiling as well. "You're very much alive. At least, to me you are."
Her eyes softened as she looked down and slowly grazed his fingertips with her own. Their conversation was tame yet surprisingly intimate,
Only You Can Make Me Purr 2Amu was walking to the Royal Garden at the moment, thinking about the night before. She frowned. Ikuto had stolen her first kiss! Her first kiss! How could something like this have possibly happened!? The stupid pervert!Only You Can Make Me Purr 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It made her angry! Extremely angry, yet not sad at all. She couldnt figure out why it didnt make her sad though... Anger was kind of easier to deal with than sadness, that was for sure. Anger could easily be rectified with a little revenge. Amu was going to find a way to get back at him. She had no idea how would pull it off, but even if it took the rest of her life, shed get back at him.
Amu entered the garden, and pushed all thoughts of revenge to the back of her head. She would use them later, when she was putting her plan together. Ohayou, minna! she called out.
All of the guardians were already in the Royal Garden. Everyone was sitting around the table, as cake was distributed among them all. The guardians seemed to like the ca
Hawke's New Year Party: Fenris x femHawkeHawke's New Year Party: Fenris x femHawke3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Fenris rapped on the door. He looked down at his uniform. It was...strange to him. Very strange indeed. His armor had been replaced with gray slacks and a gray overcoat that covered his simple, white undershirt. The overcoat was buttoned half way, revealing the collar and top three buttons of the long-sleeved shirt. But perhaps the most peculiar piece of his wardrobe were the shoes; they had soles on them and he could not feel a bit of the ground.
Even though he lived closest to Hawke, he was one of the latest to arrive. He spent far too much time dressing. This was because he had never worn something like this. Even when he was strung on Denarius's leash, he was not allowed to wear such fancy clothing. It was never peasant's clothing, but never noble's clothing either. He was kept clean but not anything more. Tonight, however, he looked far more dashing than any of the nobility in Kirkwall.
After dressing, he looked in the mirror and swore it wasn't right. He tried different shirts on
Darkness Smells Like RosesDarkness Smells like RosesDarkness Smells Like Roses3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I blew the stray eyelash off of her cheek. She shivered as my breath brushed across her skin, but she didn't wake up. Instead she nuzzled the back of her head further into my shoulder and kept on sleeping, her even breath keeping time with the grandfather clock next to the couch we were on. My arm was falling asleep, but I couldn't bear to move it and wake her. I also couldn't fall asleep. I never sleep when I spend the night with her. All I can do is lay still and silent, watching her chest rise and fall in steady rhythm. There was a clawing noise against the cloth covering the back of the couch. Puddles, Emily's cat, squeezed his way up from behind the couch. His eyes looked disembodied in the darkness, his black fur melded with the black couch and the dark of the night.
He purred at me as he moved languidly forward to snuggle into the crook of my neck, right above Emily's head. I was just a popular guy tonight. I let Puddles bury himself into the
.she isn't pretty,.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but lovely, in the way
that starts from her smile
and works its way outward.
she's like swimming in sunlight,
and every bit of her is beautiful.
Two Kinds of Blind iTwo Kinds of Blind1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shall we begin?
Once upon a time, there was a smile that no one ever saw. Which is a shame, really, because it might be considered beautiful. Its teeth were acceptably straight, and shone like shy pearls nestled rose-petal lips. Its owner, at least, never once took it for granted when she was small enough to never care; she was too busy envying the snow.
“I wish I was made of snow.” This statement was made philosophically, sticking between too-sweet popsicle remnants and a stubborn streak of grime that any eight-year-old knew better than to bother with.
“If you were, everyone would miss you,” her mother remarked with a smile. “Do you remember how green Christmas was? It doesn’t snow much here.”