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Why I love art.I may be aloneWhy I love art.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
but drawing keeps me company.
I can sketch a cute pup,
and he'll smile at me.
I can make him laugh,
or waggle his tail.
I can draw a person
either young or frail.
I'll create a world of my own
with figures who'll smile at me
They'll talk and dance and sing
and I'll never be alone.
TGB- Fatal Attraction (2)TGB- Fatal Attraction (2)6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
’Eh? And I thought I was acting weird.’ Holding back a small spurt of laughter at her patched companion’s less-than-informative remark, Ameena bent her head, licking her chest as she spoke again. “Fine, cover up all the compliments the she-cats have given you,” she mused calmly, sitting up again and turning her questioning gaze on the tom. He still seemed preoccupied, which made her tilt her head a small amount, silently asking the question that was threatening to spill from her parted jaws- What’s on your mind? Deciding it was best to keep her mouth shut, the tortoiseshell mentally shook herself, twitching
Miten Joutsenista tuli mustia?Miten Joutsenista tuli mustia?2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Miten Joutsenista tuli mustia?
Kauan sitten, kaikissa maailman järvissä, joissa ja lammissa, eli joutsenia. Ne olivat kauniin valkeita ja uivat arvokkaasti ympäri vesialuettaan. Ne olivat määrätty suojelemaan maailman vesistöjä ja vedenkulkijoita, kaikkea elämää mitä pinnan alta löytyi, vaikka omalla hengellään. Joutsenen laulu taas varoitti toisia lähestyvästä vaarasta. Kun he kuulivat laulun, he ehtivät levittää siipensä parahiksi vartioitavan alueensa ylle siihen asti, kun olisi taas turvallista.
Eräässä lammessa asui nuori ja ylpeä naarasjoutsen. Sen sulat olivat valkeita kuin lumi ja pilvet, nokka hehkui punaisena kuin tuli, ja sen kau
Sick Day A loud squealing pierced through the ears of the young teen. Though he enjoys going to school, today felt different. A loud, powerful thudding was violently rattling his head. Groaning, Yugi weakly reached a hand up to slam the alarm clock on its head to stop it's powerful noise. He could've sworn he heard a voice after he'd hit the alarm, but felt peaceful as the ringing in his ears had stopped for the time being. Absentmindedly, he began falling back into the depths of sleep, completely forgetting he had to get up for school. All he wanted to do at the moment was sleep.Sick Day1 week ago in Profiles More Like This
Atem could hear Yugi's alarm clock annoyingly buzzing all the wa
Finding Purpose.I've often wonderedFinding Purpose.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
what it takes for someone
to become a 'somebody'.
and the effort
gone through to achieve that.
When you're a nobody;
You don't have to care about anyone or anything.
yet I still do.
When you're a nobody,
You don't have to care about others opinions.
yet I still do.
When you're a nobody,
You don't have to care about how you look.
yet I still do.
When you're a nobody,
You don't have to care at all.
So why do I?
Maybe I want to be a somebody.
Medicine Cat Herb GuideBorage LeavesMedicine Cat Herb Guide3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Small plant with pink or blue flowers and hairy leaves. Chewed and eaten by nursing queens for producing better milk. Also treats fevers. Can be easily identified by it's star shaped flowers.
Burdock Root
Tall stemmed thistle with a sharp smell and dark leaves. When dug up and washed off, it is chewed into a pulp, and put on wounds inflicted by rats to keep them from becoming infected. Can also be used on infected rat bites to lessen and heal the pain.
Catmint/Catnip
A leafy and delicious-smelling plant which is rarely found in the wild. Mostly found in Twoleg Gardens. Best cure for Greencough.
Chervil
Sweet smelling plan
Mags 10 Minute Film Outline6 months ago in Drama
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Cow of the Wild - Chapter 2CHAPTER 2 – I DARE YOUCow of the Wild - Chapter 210 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I think I'm going to claw my own eyes out, I'm so bored," Alari complained.
Midnight looked over from where she was leaping up at the ceiling of the den, snapping at roots and trying to pull them down.
"You should try this, Alari. It's kind of fun," she invited her friend.
Alari padded over and watched Midnight leap for the root again, her jaws snapping shut on air, her body falling back to the ground. Alari was highly unimpressed with this game, but gave it a try anyway.
Leaning low to the ground and bunching her muscles, then rocketing up at the root. When her face reached the ceiling
Thus the Season for Giving and Receiving - TaskSpirit rushed out to find Flame with a box labeled To: Flame From: SpiritThus the Season for Giving and Receiving - Task3 months ago in Profiles More Like This
She started to slow down thinking about the box, it could fall off her back if she didn't be careful.
After a long and hard search she found Flame and handed the box to him, smiling.Flame took the box and Spirit rushed off.Flame opened the box and saw a few papers with drawings of him and Spirit and also a note saying 'I hope you like the drawings I made for you!You don't have to make anything for me if you don't want to.As some say, giving is better then receiving!' In messy crayon writing.
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Author's Comments; I know it isn't much but I don't really know much about Flame except for what he looks like so I didn't put anything about how he reacted to the gift.This is a Task for a group and I decided to write for it, since I'm too lazy to draw right now.That's all, ciao!
~The Beginning~~The Beginning~~The Beginning~5 months ago in Settings More Like This
Ch. 1
War. A distasteful syllable, a curse even. War brings death. War breaks hearts. This is a story about war. If you cannot handle reading about death or heartbreak, turn away now because there's no going back......
The night was quiet. Not a soul moved about. No sound of light hooves on the pavement, no silly foal's play in the street. None. But alas, there was one movement. The sound of gunfire, soldiers screaming, yes. The sounds of exploding bombs and the repetitive sound of machine gunfire spread itself across Equestria. Will this war end? What will come of us? These were the thoughts and sounds heard by a filly loo
LoveCan We All Just Start OverLove5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And Love Eachother For Who We Are
The World Has Enough Hate
So Lets Erase Our Mistakes
And Love
Just Love
~A Cat's Love Story~~A Cat's Love Story~5 months ago in Settings More Like This
~A Cat's Love Story~
Lillith's diary, Entry I. December 20th, 1996
My stupid master is making me right a diary! I hate that dude. Anyways, I eckspect he wants me to right 'dear diary this and dear diary that,' but I ain't gonna. My name is Lillith, and I am 7 years old. My master said I'm a 'Deeman,' whatever THAT is. Well, I'm tyred of righting, good nite, diary.
chapter one burning heart , burning soulPain. I could feel nothing but pain. horrible ,crippling pain is all there was. the fire killed everything ,and everyone. noone survived. Exept for me, I am koma and fire ,blazes through my veins. It fills my lungs, and strangles me ,every waking moment.chapter one burning heart , burning soul5 months ago in Profiles More Like This
It scorched my fur into unnatural colours ,I should be dead ,but yet I continue to walk with the living. It is because fire courses through my veins. It ignites my soul, and burns my breath.
My full name is Koma dó anam. It means burning soul in an old language. So I am doomed to iternal death, dead but refusing to stop living.
When this first occured ,I woke up in a burning building.M
chapter two The pounding rainchapter twochapter two The pounding rain5 months ago in Profiles More Like This
The pounding rain woke me from my seemingly eternal sleep ,I heaved myself up off of the ashy floor and shook the rain water from my pelt.
I heared some faint noise in another room and dared myself to go check it out , I stumbled into the next room and looked around boldly ,suddenly a dark figure strode out of the shadows toward me , I looked again and ran from the room in terror.
The figure hurtled after me ,I ran for what felt like an eternity until I sailed around a corner and strait off of a window ledge.
The figure's body hit the ground with a sickening thud ,and I dared my self to look down. And just as I did ,my paws s
"TaH"- Chapter 2"TaH"- Chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lydia propped the front door open and cracked the window to let a nice summer breeze blow in. She went to her sewing room and gratefully admired her supplies. She ran her fingers over the satin fabrics and tidied up her spools of thread. Some would think her odd to stay at home and work, while her friends dressed up and went to marvelous parties. But Lydia liked it that way. She would rather be sewing than flirting with men and cooing like a dove. In fact, Lydia found it rather silly. No man could ever be more important than Annabelle and grandfather!, she told herself.
It was a slow morning in the shop, as always. A few customers trickled i
"TaH"- Chapter 1"TaH"- Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tugging at Heartstrings- Chapter 1
In a small cottage near the outskirts of the village, smoke trickled from a chimney. A young girl was preparing breakfast for her grandfather and little sister. She was just your average peasant, but she was very beautiful. Her deep brown hair was pulled back, but a few strands brushed against her forehead. The cooking fire lit up her bright emerald eyes and outlined her dainty frame. At first glance you would think you were seeing an angel on earth.
Just then an old man hobbled into the room, leaning on his walking stick. He pulled out a chair and sat down at the table.
"Good morning, grandfather. How a
Les Legendes d'Alkinos: Camyra Chapitre 3Je me réveillai en sursaut. Je détournai mon regard vers l'horloge accroché au mur de ma chambre et constata qu'il était près de 3h30 du matin. Étrangement, je n'avais pas faim du tout malgré le souper que je n'avais pas mangé. Je m'assis en regardant autour de moi. La douce lumière de la lune sur ma commode vint me réconforter…. Ma commode qui venait de disparaître… Tous les objets de ma chambre se mirent à s'effacer devant mes yeux jusqu'à ce que je me retrouve dans le noir complet. Horrifié, je tentais de me débattre mais je ne pouvais même plus bouger un petit doigt. Il n'y avait que la pénombre qui m'accompagnait dans ce cauchemar. J'étaLes Legendes d'Alkinos: Camyra Chapitre 36 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Les Legendes d'Alkinos: Camyra Chapitre 5Couchée dans l'herbe au milieu des arbres, la nuit venait de pointer son nez lorsque j'entendis les crissements d'une voiture sur la route. Je levais la tête la tête et vis une voiture de police tourner la rue et se garer dans l'entrée de ma maison. Un policier en sortit. Je reconnu aussitôt notre oncle Martin se diriger vers ma sœur qui était, elle aussi, à l'extérieur. Je me doutais bien qu'il n'allait jamais la croire. Dites à un policier, même s'il est votre oncle, que votre petite sœur à été dévoré par un énorme félin gris qui est apparu comme pars magie et qui s'est enfuis dans les rues de la ville et, croyez-moi, il ne vous croira pasLes Legendes d'Alkinos: Camyra Chapitre 56 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sorry, but I'm Not GayStrelka padded out to the tall grass, just outside of the Tribe Camp. He yawned and sat down so only his head was visible over the grass. He twitched his nose as the tips of the grass stalks tickled it. He was waiting for the sun to rise, he always sat in this spot before sunset and before sunrise. He loved the look of the colors against the sky from his Bird's Eye View.Sorry, but I'm Not Gay10 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Ari stretched and stepped out of his Island in the middle of the Camp. He started trotting towards the Village to visit his Tribe mates. The sun was only just rising and he liked the smell of the dew on the grass.
Strelka had his eyes closed and the blue mark on his cheek w
Jerry the Shaggy Monster Once upon a time, there was a village hidden away in a secret valley. It was a quaint little village, with cottages and corner stores, and it looked like all the other villages at the time. But there was one special thing that separated it from the rest.Jerry the Shaggy Monster10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The creatures inhabiting this particular village were all monsters, which meant that they would disappear forever the moment a human eye spotted them. Luckily for the monsters, however, the valley was many miles away from the castles where the people lived. And so all the monsters lived amongst themselves, in peace and complete happiness. Well, almost all of them. All but Jerry; Jerry wa
FrivolouslyFrivolity is a commodity nowadaysFrivolously1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Carelessly casting aside our lives
Staying blind for a time before we die
Everything is a joke to masses
Carcasses caressing glass bottles
Little vials full of poison
Inhaling death through paper tubes
Exhaling life in vapor loops
Would you like to make progress?
No I'd rather eat my brain
Pour acid on what keeps me sane
Throw my body in front of a train
And let the steam machine carry me
Because so what if we get drunk?
So what if we smoke weed?
We're just having fun
Because frivolity is a commodity
But I'm not buying it
WakerI think I died or somethingWaker1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or it feels like it at least
With the passing of a king
Came the passing of my kin
My childhood
My livelihood
My misunderstood
Smaller self
I'm all grown up now
Groaning with growing pains
Tossed around on torrents of life
Parts of me on different trains
Careening down tracks meant for others
For my sisters and my brothers
But not for me
Not what I thought I could see
I've learned that plans are pointless
I've learned that hands are hopeless
Reaching for our derived dreams
Contrived streams of consciousness
That we, in vain, believe
There's only one schedule
And we shouldn't ridicule
The one
Sta.sh
