On the Sea Beneath the SkyGolden flickers danced on the pale faces of the circle, hushed whispers wafting out from the gathering by the glowing coals. It was the third night of the coming-of-age, the no-longer-little ones from each of the surrounding tribes taken out together in the openness of the untamed world. There were a few in the group that stood out, discernible even in the thick coverings of the night. There was Jiu-yeil, son of the carpenters, impressive form already bulging with strength and muscle more fitting of a man twice his size. The brothers, Senniare and Elieten of cloth-maker, sat donned in simple but the finest of all their travelling robes. And very slightly apart from the throng of a dozen others was the quiet Meiella, orphaned as an infant, niece of medicine woman.On the Sea Beneath the Sky3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The air was cool, but the wind only light. As the flames burned low, a tall figure stepped out of the shadowsOch'jiana, the leader of the rite. She was neither old nor young, hair pulled back in the habit of the femal
MeYou, the one I love, do you understand me?Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you know that you are killing me with your words?
Do you know that you are choking me with your thoughts?
Does it show?
That the smile I wear is superficial?
That I keep my feeling locked up?
That I ...hurt...?
What did you say?
You say that you understand
That you know how I feel.
But do you know of the pain that is ripping me appart?
Do you know what is underneath?
Have you opened my heart?
Have you heard my screams for help?
Have you seen that my heart is tearing?
CAN YOU UNDERSTAND THAT I AM ALONE TRAPPED IN THE DARK?
Do you even care?
Your screams are only to make yourself feel better
Your tears are only for self pity,
Yes, you are
That is why you blame me
That is why you hurt me
That is why you DESTROY me
That is how you kill me
That is how you LOVE me
zero.5. I think I'm afraid of sex.zero.3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It's terrifying that two people can fit together perfectly, without even really liking each other at all.
4. I'm afraid of the day I start replacing myself with somebody else in all of our pictures; of the day I'll see my reflection and wish I didn't have to.
3. I'm afraid of doctors, and medicine.
The first time I took lithium, I couldn't hold it down. So I locked the bathroom door and flushed the entire bottle.
The second time, I couldn't walk more than ten steps without falling.
Honestly, I'm just wondering why they use poison to purify me.
2. I'm afraid of the ocean.
I'm afraid of looking down one day, and not seeing the edges. Of there being nothing there.
I'm afraid of falling and having nothing to catch me.
There's already nobody. The ground is really all I have.
1. I'm afraid of breaking things.
Like, once, I broke my dad's trust in me.
Once I broke somebody's heart.
Once I broke my kindergarten teacher's favorite
Truth Without Love?(2/04/2014)Truth Without Love?1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
I see this happen way too often, even in the comments section of my own deviations; you can even see it happening on the pages of my stamps:
Too often I will see an atheist post a comment in disagreement with the deviation, and a believer replies to that atheist's comment in the same snarky manner as the atheist who disagreed. And the comments will go on and on in snark-to-snark combat as they attempt to correct each other.
What's worse, sometimes even an atheist won't necessarily be acting snarky--perhaps just having an honest disagreement with reason behind it--but the so-called "Christian" who tries to correct them does act snarky to them, even so much as insulting the non-believer for his/her statements.
Well guess what? Out of my love for all of you and my love for God's Truth, prepare to face some honest and well-needed correction.
Do you know what the bible says about that kind of attitude that t
Of Men and MetaphorsIt was a dark and stormy night.Of Men and Metaphors3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Really, I mean, you ever heard an interesting story that started on a sunny day with mild cloud cover around an hour or so before dinnertime?
Exactly. Moving on.
The air held a coldness that seeped through brick and stone. It crawled through flesh, freezing blood in icy veins, chilling bones like a slithering ghost in the blackness.
...but not so cold that it was a snow-storm. Cotton candy floating down from an inky sky, shining like diamond eyes in the starlight as soft flakes swirl and dance on feather-light feet in the breeze...
Not quite the image we're looking for.
Rain lashed from the depths of the cruel heavens, wind whipping from the starless smothering blanket above. Thunder roared in fury, cracking alongside his bright lover as she streaked her fire to the lonely earth.
Yes, lightning is a chick. It makes sense. Hair of white-gold light from her glowing moon-face, gown of silver thread spreading down her lithe figure, hem sweeping against the c
A Letter to the BullyA Letter to the Bully2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Does the name-calling make you feel stronger? Tougher?
Well you don't scare me.
You hide behind a computer screen.
I will not sit here and let you shoot me down.
I know who I am, and you didn't make or break me.
All I see in your words are insecurity.
You need a friend. Maybe a hobby.
So, this is my letter to you, the bully.
Just because I'm different:
Whatever you may see in me that gives you reason to call me names.
I am who I am, and I don't need to change to fit your standards.
So don't hate me. I have my right to believe, to hope, to live.
It is you I pity. It is you who needs to change.
POI Poem: Mr.ReeseYou could say he's a killer.POI Poem: Mr.Reese3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No devil or angel.
You could say he's a savior.
It all depends on your angle.
But if you'd ask me
I would tell you
No; show you
What happened to me.
I was broken, beaten, shattered
I had no hope.
My time had come.
But then he saved me.
My knight, my prince,
He came for me.
So before you judge him,
I would advise
For you to decide swiftly
Before your numbers up
And you meet the Guardian
Or you meet your demise.
To The Beautiful YouTo The Beautiful You:To The Beautiful You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here we are, sitting behind these screens of glass,
Reading lines of text, yet smiling, laughing and crying.
It's strange to think that I could have this much fun -
Considering that I've never met you before, but then again
Perhaps that's the reason why I don't have to pretend.
Some people might tell me, that what we have is just a fantasy,
I doubt I'll have the chance to actually see you in this life-time.
But even so, in the time that we've spent together - Well,
I feel as though I've connected with you, more than anyone else.
I feel as though I know you better, than those just a few feet away.
You might take this little confession as something silly,
Maybe you'll even forget about it as time passes,
But I for one could never forget about someone like you,
And so I'd like to dedicate this piece, to the beautiful you.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 17th December 2012
Break the IceBreak the Ice4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Please read the Artist's Comments first, thank you!
Break the Ice
A Crystal King drabble
Panic spread across the Crystal Kingdom, as fire melted the once beautiful land. The kind of all Koopa's had sent his army to persuade the ruler to join his side. All of his Koopa army was setting the kingdom a blaze. Bowser floated high above the kingdom watching the once sparkling buildings become puddles of nothing. The crystal people ran in every direction screaming as their homes became nothing. The Koopa King waited patiently for the creature he was truly after.
The people of the land ran for their lives as the fire began to surround them from all sides. Then like clockwork there was a sudden gust of cold wind, and some of the fire was put out. The people reached up to their king who was flying through the sky. He landed on the ground with his sapphire crystal crown sparkling wi
Glazes Part 2Glaze Recipes Part 2Glazes Part 24 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Sharing a few formula's I use
all glazes are ^6 electric/oxidation
Floating Blue Revision 1
Nepheline Syenite 41
Gerstley Borate 17
Frit 3134 13
Red Iron Oxide 2
Cobalt Carbonate 1.5
They Say I'm GuiltyOf the nearly eighty female prisoners that had answered my request, I had narrowed my choices down to two of them. The first was a voluptuous, porcelain-skinned brunette that would make my brother drool in seconds. The second was a golden-haired, frail little piece of work, and normally I would have dismissed her during the first round of eliminations, but something kept her there. Maybe it was the way she stared at me with her venomous green eyes, but I couldn't be sure. In any case, I had my two choices set before me, each isolated in separate cells on opposite ends of the jail so that I might observe them more personally.They Say I'm Guilty3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I turned to the prison guard. "What can you tell me about this one?" I was starting with the brunette.
"Number 67," he practically spat. "Don't believe a word she tells you. She's as good a liar as they come."
I wondered at what sort of lies she had told the guard because clearl
Be My GuestBe my guest!Be My Guest4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Be my guest
Put my patience to the test
You can read most any book you want
Whatever you like best
You do anything you please
But no Twilight, it's misleading
Don't believe me? Ask Stephen King!
It's a sham, it's a ruse
Miss Meyer is all confused
And nobody in their right mind is impressed
Go on, play your own game
And let me do the same
You'll be my guest
Oui, my guest
Be my guest!
Twilight ain't really quaint
It would make Shakespeare faint
Yet, for some strange reason,
The author's regarded as a saint
Be wary, be afraid
Be sure to run far away
It's all most excruciating
No worse form of entertaining
It's a joke, it's a trick
It's enough to make one sick
To be frank, it's not even the thousandth best
How long will this spree last?
Well, you've got a free pass
To be my guest
If you're stressed,
It's therapy I suggest
Be my guest!
Be my guest!
Be my guest!
Life is really crazy
When you're in a Twilight frenzy
Fans aren't whole
The Vampire Survival Guide, v1The Vampire Survival Guide, v111 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Section I: What are Vampires?
Vam-pire \vam-pîr\ n 1: a night-wandering bloodsucking ghost 2: a person who preys on other people; esp.: a woman who exploits and ruins her lover 3: vampire bat
There is some nonfiction in that definition, and yet there is much fiction. Myth and reality. To survive the vampire holocaust, we must first understand exactly what it is we are fleeing. A vampire is, in simplest form, a human affected by a horrible dementia-inducing blood disease. These poor souls have, by some means, been infected by a disease similar to anemia, in which blood is short in quantity. Some symptoms are also similar to anemia (Paleness, irregular sleep conditions.) But the similarity ends there.
It was long speculated that the disease, which has been dubbed Neuroplasma (due to its eventual psychological effect), was a virus, but the theory was later discarded after recorded autopsies confirmed that it was indeed caused by an unidentifiable infectious agent
The Ghost and The Gale (and the Picsees).Today is Halloween and that means tricky treats! We promise not to do any sneaky tricks but we do have a little treat for you! It’s a wee story we wrote...a ghost story...The Ghost and The Gale (and the Picsees).2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
THE GHOST & THE GALE (and the Picsees).
You might have heard many a tale of ghosts and ghouls before, and chances are you've heard one or more on this, the day of Halloween. But mark these very words...for when you look back upon them you will see it foretold that you've never heard a tale quite like this before...
It happened one night not too long ago. The moon was new and the thin slice of light visible on its face only moments earlier was now masked by a thick veil of fog drifting over the cold north sea into the heart of Scotland where a wee little village lay sleeping. Not a soul was awake...or so it seemed, as it would have been near impossible for a mortal eye to see the three figures walking in the shadows of the only road cutting through this wee village...but this is not the scary part cause w
Easter Sunday--S.H.Its been about 1862 years now since the event that causes this day each year to be celebrated. I think, probably, it has lost the meaning with most of the people that celebrate it. As I smoke my morning pipe and look down out of my window, I see many people, dressed in their finest, on their way to church.Easter Sunday--S.H.7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Many of them go only on this day each year. Many of them will sleep or daydream, or think of their own self-righteousness during the sermon.
Their minds are very likely not on the death and resurrection that occurred in order to save their very souls. Mine most certainly was.
It was now a little less than a year since I had returned to life myself. My absence had been three years, and my friend had not acted any less stunned to see me I dare say than Jesus disciples to see him. Both had thought their master and friend had died for sure at the hands of enemies.
I can't be your oxygenI can't be your oxygenI can't be your oxygen2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I came apart, poured into you
I gave you all I am
You took me in
Used me up
Now let me out
Empty air is poison
As a LeoAs a Leo10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As a Leo
It's my duty
To lead when in a time of need
As I Leo, I must be strong
To save those from doing wrong
The fire in my soul
Will never die
It shall burn for all of eternity, in another's body
After I die
All Leos, we never truly die
We pass along our fire to another
They use it
Each time it is passed, it gets bigger, stronger
The more fire, the more courage, the more of a fight for survival
It is my duty to protect those I love
Even if it means my life
I will protect my Pride from those trying to take it
Never will they take it
My kin will live, and grow
Do not underestimate me
I know my own strengths and weaknesses
I have my secrets like the rest
But I love as well
I know right from wrong, left from right
As a Leo, I have an anger that not many people can beat
Do not mess with me when I'm angry
I have been know to…
Bite people's heads off
I become angry
I feel hate
I can cower at the feet of a foe
I can be compassionate
And through it all
I am alive
I am Leo
DeviantART's Ten CommandmentsDeviantART's Ten Commandments11 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The Ten Commandments of DeviantART
1. Thou shalt not put thyself before the art, or any idols of selfishness.
2. Thou shalt not take the name of deviantART in vain, nor claim it as thy own, or face penalty of banishment.
3. Thou shalt keep holy the forums and shoutbox, and only speak of adequate material in appropriate forum.
4. Thou shalt honor thy administrators and staff members, for they are the keepers of the peace and of the maintenance.
5. Thou shalt not kill a horse, only to continue to pummel its carcass on the wall of text that is the Forum.
6. Thou shalt not commit adultery of the Favourites system, such abuse is not tolerated and will result in the ceremonial urine-saturated March of the
The Hunger Games OC TemplateThe Hunger Games Tribute MakerThe Hunger Games OC Template4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Appearance (be descriptive!)
Personality (three words isn't a freaking personality!):
Strengths: (No more than 4)
Weaknesses: (No less than 3)
Weapon of choice:
Special Skills: (These are things that they do well that might make them stand out from the other tributes)
Reaction to reaping:
Interview Angle: (i.e. aloof, flirty, dangerous, mysterious, etc.)
Training room strategy:
What skill did they show to gamemakers?:
What kind of score would they get? (be realistic):
Way of death?: (How would you like them to die?)
Other: (Anything else you want to add?)
*EDIT* This is for anyone and everyone to use. Please leave me a comment if you used it! I'd love to see your OC!
A Reason to LiveIf only she had the guts to actually do it, to just leap among the cold waves and sink in death among the fish. She breathed in the smell and taste of saltwater, and water sprays hit her face, neck, and chest. She shivered slightly in the breeze from the waves, but she wasn’t really bothered by the chill. What weighed on her mind was something much deeper than the weather.A Reason to Live2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A pang of apprehension penetrated her heart as she envisioned her body being plunged into the water and weighted down by the strong waves. She thought about what it would be like to gulp in mouthful after mouthful of water, choking and never feeling any relief, but she didn’t think the pain could be any worse than what she was already dealing with.
“Aimée!” The young woman moved her arms in circular motions as she tried to keep her balance. Her mother’s call startled her, and for a brief moment she thought God might be
What I learned from Zelda1. While it may seem like fun to go into people's houses and break their stuff, this is in fact wrong and you may be forced to pay compensation for it.What I learned from Zelda3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2. The fairies may give you a second chance at life- or four.
3. You can get drunk on milk.
4. When you find something suspicious, blow it up.
5. Don't worry about falling from cliffs; you'll just respawn where you started.
6. Postmen are very reliable and dedicated public servants.
7. Averting the apocalypse is as simple as playing a few notes.
8. Translation books may just save your life one day.
9. Sometimes, goats just need to be petted.
10. Do not attack chickens. Ever.
11. Don't be discouraged from trying even if there are bigger fish in the pond.
12. Be careful to never get lost in a forest.
13. When sailing, be sure to leap over any hazards you may come across.
14. One man's trifle is another's treasure.
15. Don't play Whack-A-Mole with dragons.
16. Masks can bring either a blessing or curse- more likely the latter.
17. A visit
Wings LostThey say opposites attract and they are rightWings Lost2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For every blackened soul mourns their own innocence.
At first, I welcomed you, drawn by your pain.
There’s really no good story without suffering.
But I didn’t expect you to stick around
You crept into my mind ever so silently, never making a sound.
Something as pure as you shouldn’t be walking
In the dark depths that is my heart.
It’s been so long since it was last used
And I find myself slightly amused
Seeing how oblivious you are to the danger.
Like a kite, you fly so high never looking down
But I’m slowly sinking and I will take you down with me
You left a rope tied around my black heart and you will never again be free.
Once you’re grounded I’ll find a way to stain your innocent mind
To kill your light because you shine so bright it hurts.
Don’t you understand I don’t know how to love you this way,
I’m too jealous of your wings so I will cut them away
You’ll smile and te
Untitleda man sits in the middle of the floor exploring himself. he begins by carefully removing his shoes, untying the laces and placing them side by side a short distance away. they are joined shortly by his socks, laid neatly atop the laces.Untitled1 year ago in Settings More Like This
he examines his feet, runs his thumbs across the tops of his toes. he can barely feel the fine hair adorning each one through callused skin. he applies those calluses to the ridges each tendon makes as he flexes his fetoward the opposite wall. he feels his calves stiffen with the effort.
the first scene is written on his calves. he rolls up one pant leg, letting his fingers brush against the mottled white skin t
About Honour"Ever worried about what the world thought of you?"About Honour3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Nope. I only worry about what I think of me."
"What do you think about you?"
"That I am a broken-eyed, converse-reject-wearing wise ass."
"Really? And what do you call yourself?"
"I call me proud."
"What do you call yourself?"
"I am the grade school version of the heartbroken girl, who can't play the guitar so she strums a ukulele instead, who can't paint so she draws terrible pictures in graphite that keeps giving way."
"I see you doing it again. Put the fucking pen down right now and stop it."
"What? I was just writin-"
"You're cutting yourself to pieces with shark-toothed words again. Just because a sword is a beautiful, glittering object of honour doesn't mean it always has an honorable purpose."
"Do you really think I am a sword?"
"Nope. I think you're beautiful, glittering object of honour. And the thing with honour is, it makes the world turn to stare in awe."