Lay your head downThe odour of blood was already thick in the air when I felt myself being pierced with a blade. I was surrounded by countless of corpses, many of them still warm. I fell onto my knees, unable to ignore the acute pain that was quickly extending through my body and the warm feeling of blood falling from the freshly made wound as the realisation that I had failed to protect my uncle hit me. I had failed. I had failed to protect him. What would happen now? Had we come this far for… this?Lay your head down2 years ago in Drama More Like This
I felt my body hit the ground. “N-no” I muttered, as I tried to get up without any success. I couldn’t fall here! I still had things to do! Fili was still fighting! I coughed, feeling the bitter taste of blood on my lips. I heard a shout, but was unable to distinguish what was being said, only the unique voice of my older brother. “Fili” I said with barely a whisper.
I felt dizzy, as if in a dream. Everything was blurry, unreal. I felt sick, and the urge to vomit was qui
Patient - Part 1 (EDIT: please read description!)The locker banged closed and she winced, taking a shallow breath. Her head hurt worse today, a dull throbbing that reverberated in her skull like the ring of a pick striking stone in a vast cave. The roar of conversation in the hall around her didn't help matters either.Patient - Part 1 (EDIT: please read description!)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She turned and made her way toward her next class as fast as she could to escape the deafening noise, holding her notebooks and textbooks clutched to her chest. Breathing a sigh of relief once the door closed behind her, she chose a seat in the far back, where she could listen but not be distracted and – more importantly – not have to speak.
Not that speaking wasn't a good thing in terms of grades… it was just that speaking meant eyes on her – it meant more stress and more effort. And she just didn't have the energy for it today.
She shook her head, trying to clear it of the uncharacteristic thoughts plaguing her mind, and realized she had made a mistake. With a soft, involuntary moan, she
winter brilliance1winter brilliance5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
waking from a long sleep
a dusting of snow
dogs cruising streets
in a wake of steam
bitter cold day,
when did I take up smoking
wind chill plummets
my hope for spring
the Milky Way
casts a farmer's shadow
storm watch at dusk--
shutting out the chill,
moonlight spills in
bones of winter
grin from the grass
Itachi- turning darkDear diaryItachi- turning dark4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There are times everything seems to be all right. You are of the opinion that you´ve made real friends and you´re happy with all your heart. You don´t believe that anything could destroy your inner sunny weather. With a huge smile you wake up keeping it all day long and you show it everybody around you not able to keep your luck inside of you. These times you feel like superman: immortal, powerful, perfect.
But believe me, it definitely won´t last very long! Soon you will notice that your happy little world gets cracks on its wall. Your "true friends without any mistake" aren´t what you thought. They are just human beings with all their mistakes. Sure, you have to love them though or better because of their imperfectness but still there will grow problems between you. Some of them may loose interest in meeting you because they are lazy and think that you can´t give them a afternoon filled with fun. From that point on you understand t
Sunny Loves Beckon Chpt 5Beckon knew that there was more than just me in his pocket now. The motion of his body stopping caused me to jerk forward and all of my own puked sloshed around my shoes and pants. I was so embarrassed. Maybe I really was nothing more than a child to him. I wasn't strong enough to be in his world. Winry would have never thrown up and startedSunny Loves Beckon Chpt 53 years ago in Settings More Like This
Light suddenly opened up above my head. I tilted my eyes upward and looked at his confused face.
"What happened? Are you okay?" he asked in a tone that seemed tentative. He must be so disgusted with me.
"I threw up," I mumbled.
"Oh my gawd! Are you alright?" he said bringing his fingers into the pocket to look at me.
"No! Don't! It's gross in here," I screamed out.
"I'm so sorry Beckon," I cried to his face above. "I'm sorry, you must be so mad."
"Hold on," he interrupted. He broke into another light trot then,
Song of LostThe terrifying refuge collapses beneath thy feetSong of Lost4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Unable to cast astray your torment
Sing below the covered threads
Begone thy sorrow of the song
Words mascaraed my heart within
Actions follow without regret
The spirits crumble while your enemy content
Force together the shattered glass
Forever in secret beneath your eyes
Nothing is simple
Nothing in vain
Despite the fact your world detained
Shadows linger within your mind
Suppressed by light withering away
The day will come when your heart betrays
Your sense of justice remains
Soon thy end will come again
Perhaps later than condemned
So soon your heart will rot
And all your tidings lost in thought
Labrythine BurrowI live out my days tunneling,Labrythine Burrow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tunneling through my head,
To get to ever greater depths.
Kafka's mole-rat digging into the earth below,
Creating a labyrinthine burrow
Of seemingly infinite complexity,
Safe from the encroachment of perplexity.
In my burrow,
In my solitary thoughts,
I dream my dreams
Dreams of the heart I sought.
And with that I lose myself
In a maze of technical speculations,
I begin once more to dream my dream
Of a completely perfect burrow
I seek to be entirely free,
But never want to leave.
I dwell in my burrow with a gallery of images,
The images of a plethora of people
The people of an exquisite spontaneity
From within or without in a deity.
Inside me I feel undone and surreal
The passageways of my burrow are redolent of indifference
The benign but vaguely repellent odor of emotional emptiness.
A host of imagined memories hopeful from the hopeless.
It is the mark of a restless nature,
Of inner uncertainty,
Evil propensities that seem still wors
Forgive meThe time is near,Forgive me5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yet still I exist,
When my heart stops,
Will I be missed.
Will they ever wonder,
What happened to me,
How can that be,
When they never seen.
If I stand aside,
Let darkness take me,
Will I be missed.
Could you forgive me?
FFH: Chapter 19 - Smoke And MirrorsRegaining consciousness was excrutiating. It was like walking through a sea of thick, swirling mud while wearing a suit of rusted armor. Lifting my eyelids was an impossibility I couldn’t imagine. Getting on my feet and figuring out where I was felt worse. The only good feeling came from the fact I was no longer cold, wet, or in pain. Of course, it was probably because I couldn’t feel anything else but the room spinning around me.FFH: Chapter 19 - Smoke And Mirrors1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Oh man, am I dead? Is this what it feels like to be dead? I asked myself in the swirling darkness. Oh crap, if I am dead, does this mean I went South instead of North? I mean, I always figured that was my final destination, but still! Crap, Crap, CRAP INNA HAT…but then again, I was expecting a lot more fire and brimstone…
Then I started hearing voices in the distance.
There wasn’t much to make out at first. There were two distinct voices, discussing something with each other. Soon enough I made out their conversat
FFH: Chapter 17 - Pet Or Friend?I didn’t dare move.FFH: Chapter 17 - Pet Or Friend?1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was bad enough to have a grumpy, rudely awoken lion standing above me; I really didn’t want to attract its attention. Standing between the pair of massive white columns that consisted of the beast’s front legs was terrifying enough to last me a lifetime. My knees wouldn’t stop knocking and made me want to collapse onto the hay-strewn floor. The only consolation was the presence of the lions -the stall housed a pair of the felines- kept Ridley at bay.
“Come on…come to Ridley. Don’t want to be kitty food, do you?” she tried to convince me in a sweet voice, opening the stall door enough to let her hand through. The look on her face as she tried to reach for me was priceless. She was pale as a sheet and quaking all over, her eyes darting between each lion and me. It was all I could do to keep from laughing.
She made a big mistake when she lunged for me, however. I back-pedaled when I saw her move and the lion st
When we meet. CH11Kakashi x Obito / Kakashi x Iruka fanfictionWhen we meet. CH114 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Naruto or any if it's characters! Those are owned by Masashi Kishimoto. i do own any OC mention throughout the story
Ooooh the things I'd do if I did own them XD heh heh
CHAPTER 11 - Caught off guard
Asuma flicked the burned ashes from the tip of the white cylinder, exhaling the smoke from behind the slight opening between his lips. He crooked an eyebrow as he watched his friend lean against the wall, staring off into the distance.
" what exactly are you doing here Kakashi? " he questioned, recalling that the younger Jounin had a bunch of missions to go over, with his team.
" I'm being fashionably late. Sakura and Naruto will think I'm sick if I arrive on time. " Kakashi glanced up at the older man and sighed when the confusion didn't leave from his face. ".. my reason for tardiness is occupied "
Asuma followed Kakashi's gaze until his vision stopped upon the now full-grown Uchiha. The young man was ta
Love of a Giant: Chapter FourFeeling his neck getting stiff again, Bombrush stretched his head up in hopes that the kink in it would crack. But in the position he was in, it was hard to do that without knocking over or breaking something.Love of a Giant: Chapter Four1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Unfortunately, there wasn't much he could do as he sat on the make-shift cushion that was set up for him in the parlor, mostly composed of normal-sized blankets and pillows stitched together. The humans had not yet been able to build a comfortable chair that they could tow from room to room in their human homes for the giants. But still, it was much better than the hard floor, which was all they could do the first time he had come to the human kingdom so long ago.
Giving up on the kink, he reached up to rub it out as he watched his son through the parlor window. While he knew better than to hover over his son during his meetings with the princesses, Bombrush still wanted to observe them. After all, one of these princesses would soon be Bloodshed's wife and his daughter-in-law. An
dear diary, i fell again todayi want to be beautiful by math's standaddear diary, i fell again today4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because math is what makes the world go
'round and, my god, how i want to be the
reason your world keeps turning, even though
words are far more important than math, and i'm
really no good at either.
go ahead, call me yours like
Elegy Of A Lost SeasonI am the fall.Elegy Of A Lost Season4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Broken in June, buried in August -
haunting September from the boughs of hazel,
where not even the rain could reach me.
How my limbs ached to feel its soothing caress;
but my limbs felt nothing, and I felt nothing.
And the season moved on, without me.
Once, long ago, I was spring,
delicate and pure; fragile as willow seedlings,
believing themselves strong, as they stretch toward the sun -
before the wind breaks their stalks, and they fall
defeated, drained, limp upon the ground;
crushed and forgotten as tears.
But no, I was summer -
when I looked into your eyes for the first time
and forgot to curse the sun.
Tiny beads running down my neck;
hateful, so hateful - ignored, as you ensnared my senses.
You were summer, too
cradled in the branches of oak,
bright enough to burn my eyes and scorch my skin,
but never close enough to touch.
Until in your arms, I became summer,
and the sun could not outshine us.
But now I am winter -
numb and cold, faded, stripped and desolate;
Indigo and Azure - WarcraftHer breathing was ragged as she was escorted to her new chambers in Dalaran. It wasn't from exhaustion so much as disbelief. An Archmage? Were they insane? No...It was as he had wanted it.Indigo and Azure - Warcraft2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He. Rhonin. The fallen leader of the Kirin Tor. It seemed impossible that he was gone now...but he had chosen her...Jaina Proudmoore, to be the new leader of the Kirin Tor based on prophecies left behind by the late Krasus. She had been the one to speak to the whole of Dalaran at his funeral and the whole ordeal left an odd taste in her mouth.
Jaina slouched in a small daybed next to the window of her room with a sigh and a book in hand. It was nothing important, just fairy tales from different races, some still in existence, others not. The mage idly flipped through its pages, trying to find a good story that might help ease her mind of all the thoughts flowing through it. To no avail, she laid the book at the edge of the daybed and instead moved closer to the lengthy vertical window that Dalaran wa
Be Careful of What You Wish For : Part VIIIPart VIIIBe Careful of What You Wish For : Part VIII3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Since that first night when she cried herself to sleep, Cailyn had not fallen asleep when Dominic was around. Even when human sized he would leave before she went to bed and at his house she went home. Their friendship looked easy going and rather laid back but the truth of the matter was anything but. Cailyn continued to wear her red string hoping to find her soul mate, the problem was she knew she was in love with Dominic. She continued to wear the string because Dominic only wanted to be her friend as far as she knew. Dominic made the excuse that it was hard for giants to tell each other apart when smaller, so finding dates was difficult since dating a human would end awkwardly. He too knew the truth was he fell for Cailyn and he didn't date because he couldn't lie to himself.
As time went on there wasn't a day that they spent apart and the times th
Soul AloneAir out the white sheetsSoul Alone4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Smooth down the pristine bed
cover it with purple blankets
Our wedding bed
Touch me, hold me,
See me, feel me
You know you're all I need
To be free
Pull me closer,
Feel my heart beat
You know this is what I live for
Make it all worthwhile
Shut the door
Turn out the lights
Strip off my clothes
Let the lamplight dance on my skin
Hear me, softly
Past the point of no return
At night you take me away
To our secret place in paradise
You make me feel as if
I'm the only one in your world
You see past the makeup,
The secrets, lies, and laughter,
You tear away the mask of flesh and bone
And see me for my soul alone.
Don't Be AfraidEnglishDon't Be Afraid4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't Be Afraid
Don't be afraid
I'll be there for you
Just go to sleep
Then I'll feel the pain too
I'll watch over you
In the morning, in the eve
I'll be your guardian angel
And I'll never leave
You can sleep now
Because I'll watch over you
I'll be there 'til the end
I'll stay forever true
Wees Niet Bang
Wees niet bang
Ik zal er altijd voor je zijn
Ga maar rustig slapen
Dan delen we de pijn
Ik zal over je waken
Hoe het ook met je gaat, waar je ook bent
Ik ben jouw beschermengel
Ik laat je niet met rust, voor geen moment
Ga nu maar slapen
Want ik waak over jou
Ik zal tot het einde bij je blijven
Ik blijf je voor altijd trouw
[ThunderFrost].::.Villain hero school.::. [4/?]Loki grunted softly, narrowing his eyes in annoyance. He walked in front of his brother, being rather impatient right now. He pushed the door to the boy's locker room; he inhales the air, smells like sweat. He wrinkled his nose in distaste of the smell. "This place stinks." He muttered. Thor chuckled lightly. "It's called a locker room. Of course it will smell." He said. "Thanks for the pointing out the obvious God of Captain Obvious." He said sarcastically.[ThunderFrost].::.Villain hero school.::. [4/?]2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Mr. Douglas stepped out of his office to see two of his new students. He smiles; he was young, early twenties and dirty blonde hair with brilliant grey-green eyes. "Good morning and welcome to the locker room. Loki Laufeyson and Thor Odinson, am I correct?" He asked making sure it was there name. "Yup." They both said in unison which earned Thor a glare from his younger brother. "Well let's get you guys a locker and pair of gym clothes. You'll be changing out today." He spoke out calmly, looking down at his clipboard and scribbled
The AcademyStarted 11/19/11The Academy3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Fallon gripped his backpack with a groan as he passed lockers much higher than him. He knew where he was as soon as he entered this half of the building the giant's side, would make this a bad day. The problem with this academy was simple, their attending students clearly weren't normal. Okay, half of them were normal. The other half of the students were 15 foot people that made the world all the more difficult.
A century ago there had been an illness that swept the world. Doctors weren't quite sure what exactly all the symptoms were nor what was causing it to spread. People panicked when their children caught a high fever, or their friends stayed home instead of going to school. It started with adolescence, than spread from there. The fever was the first step, then came the growing. If the children did not pass away from the high fever, they would quite literally shoot up in height over the course of a month. Suddenly records for 'breaking the highest height' was
Hades and PersephoneThe Dark Divine Chapter 7Hades and Persephone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hades took a deep breath and plopped down into the chair behind his ebony desk. His long fingers slid over his face as he leaned back in his chair. The past few hours had been exhausting to say the least, and Hades was beginning to understand why mortals turned to alcohol. Nothing was happening as planned, and at the moment he wasn't even sure what the plan was anymore. This was supposed to be an easy way out of family gatherings, but was quickly becoming one of the most stressful things Hades had ever endured.
This afternoon had been a disaster.
After signing off on the extension of the East Waiting Room, Hades had to go down to the dock's gates and check on how Cerberus was doing. He got pretty restless when Hades took long trips like this and had probably tried to eat someone again. Hades turned back around to face Persephone who was gawking like some sort of deranged tourist. He had been a little hesitant to leave such a nai
dreamsong :work in progress:i. from the seadreamsong :work in progress:1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The girl in the white dress is splayed against the salt-dark sand like a scrap of cloth. The sea, receding, whispers quiet self-assurances.
The boy who travels shadows hates this part of his patrol. He belongs beneath the trees and in the dense, wet heat--not here. Here, he is prey to endlessness.
The shadow boy skirts the fringes of the sand, taking what comfort he can from the stunted groundcover, blue and faintly glowing in the moonlight. The muscles in his shoulders twitch, and he grits his teeth against the overwhelming fear of exposure.
At least astronomy is in his favor--full moons make for good shadows. Quick escapes.
The heady rush and hiss of the ocean is making him nearly come undone when he sees her, the dress shining like a strand of whitecap detached and thrown back. He tenses.
He gulps a deep breath and steadies himself before throwing himself in the openness of beach. With no shadows to hold onto, h
Request: Fake Wings"And like this... there. Finished. Think it will work like this?"Request: Fake Wings4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He took up the sheet and looked at it for a while "... I'm not so sure. I still think that it's not very balanced... but, hey it's surely worth a try."
"You are not sure? Either it's a yes or a no, great techsmith that you are..."
"It's just that... we don't have things like this, how should I know how a working one looks like?"
"Poor excuses. - she said dismissively Still, I say we can go in development phase now, right?"
"Sure thing. So, what do you need?"
He still remembered clearly the day in which they met, mainly because it has been one of the craziest of his whole life... and also one of the most painful, actually.
He was taking a kite he made for a test flight, wanting to see how the new wing design worked.
The results were way more impressive than he could have imagined.
Practically when a gust of wind took the strings away from his hands the damned thing glided for miles before finally crashing down in t
One DayOne day you can dream of me there,One Day4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Or I can dream of you,
But we will be free.
Maybe next week,
There's always time from here,
With more than one chance.
One day you can sleep in my arms,
Or I can sleep in yours,
But we will be happy.
One day you can wake up to my eyes,
Or I can wake up to yours,
But we will be snug.
Maybe next week,
There's always time from here,
With more than one chance.
They have got the time,
That was so hard to find,
Though we shall keep in line,
For into the light we're blind.