HatchlingStory by rosedragonHatchling7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Edited by Asiil
The storm blows viciously in the canyon, echoing off the stone walls and resounding all the way through the canyons expanse as well as making it the only sound heard in the seemingly silent chasm. But she cant hear it. No, she isnt deaf. She was watching her egg, the glistening shell ignited by the light of the moon that reflected from the walls around her and her unborn. The sound of cracking is a wonderfully melodic tune for her and she hums a gentle song with delight. And waiting waiting for so long it seemed for her beloved hatchling to burst from the shell that hid it and kept it safe. A month had passed as she lay at the eggs side, no food to suffice her hunger and no water to quench her growing thirst. This little unhatched thing meant so much more to her than anything but another mother could know; more than life itself almost.
The time has come, a small, hardly open eye, a glimmering light seeming to flow from that or
A Soulful ConnectionA Soulful Connection10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Soulful Connection
They're open now, discharging their energy.
You are awake, liberating your soul.
Your fortitude flourishes in the bright of day.
Skywards you look, dilating the exit.
Their blue hues match the vast cyan sky.
Their roaming gazes stare at stars hidden by light.
The hypnotic view given forth
captures any and all wondering souls.
When this gaze is laid upon another,
their gaze is returned to admire this beauty
for no one has seen windows that match the sky.
Radiance glistens, beaming forth your good nature.
Rays from the sun: mere beams that shine,
rays from the windows: a charming spectacle.
The dusk now comes to uncover the stars.
Stare at them, they replenish your faith
that someone is out there with a matching gaze.
You snap back to reality, signaling fatigue.
Back to bed you go to secure the windows.
Your eyelids are heavy. They want to shut.
Slowly the exit is blocked from view
sealing your spirit in its prison of blue.