A Polished White SinkA Polished White Sink:
If I had to call this world a blessing;
I think I'd say 'I find it damn depressing.'
You might think I'm stupid from how I'm dressing,
But this is just the heart I feel like wearing.
I see street corners and absent youth;
Don't pretend you don't ever see the night.
Cause when it turns dark, the maggots start crawling;
Looks like God decided to shut out the light.
I can warm my hands on fire and watch the people go,
They don't know who I am, I just go with the flow.
I see streets that seem empty, clogged to the brink;
But that's the reality deep beneath the sink.
It looks clean on the outside, polished porcelain white,
But inside of the pipes are what you keep out of sight.
Yet they're already straining and distorted with strain;
Soon the flood water comes flowing, wash away with the rain.
-Unofficial release from Chen Yuan Wen, 8th April 2013
I am just a duckMytho,I am just a duck2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You are what I wanted
I am just a duck
Prince, you are so beautiful
There is no reason why
Such sadness should fill your eyes
It is I who should be sad
I am just a duck
I am just a girl
A clumsy one at that
Not worthy of you
But I try my best
To make you smile
I am just a girl
I am Princess Tutu
This power I borrowed
To return your heart to you
I have made this my desire
So perhaps I could be worthy
I am Princess Tutu
I am your wish and servant
You are what I needed
I am Princess Tutu
Temporary and transient
You might not trust my motives
I want what you want
So why can’t we work together?
I am Princess Tutu
I am a clueless girl
You pick on me a lot
But when I fall down
You’re always there for me
Pulling me back up
I am a clueless girl
I am not just any duck
You know who I truly am
And hold me close nonetheless
Believe in me; protect and cherish me
You give me hope and courage
I am not just any duck
I am your muse and inspiration
Remembrance - BeginningsRemembrance - Beginnings2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"There are those who say that Celestia's path is good, just, and noble. Enforcing order from the chaos that would ignite, should her hoof not be there to stamp it out.
There are those who say that she is a tyrant.
There are those who allege that Luna would lead the world into a glorious new age, wherein everypony would have freedom to live as they see fit.
There are those who allege that she is a traitor.
Celestia and Luna have always been at odds. One, entrusted with ambiguous responsibilities from an absent queen. One, jealous and fearful of what her beloved sister chose to become to preserve their way of life.
I wasn't there, so I can't say what sparked the insurrection. I can say that the Grand Solar Empire simply did not exist before the propaganda rained from the skies. I can say that I do not blame Celestia herself for what her armies have done. She was always so motherly when she graced my humble home, always seeming so confidant and wise. I can truly say that I loved her as
Remembrance - Beginnings: Part 2Remembrance - Beginnings: Part 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A small foal the buttery brown of a chocolate cake and an awkward, spindly thing, careened down the lushly furnished hallways of Shadewind Tower. Past dozens of rooms, each filled with strange gadgetry and implements, Wraith Shadewind blew past the occasional startled pony wearing a protective mask or in laboratory garb. Hearing the voice of his mother a few hallways over, the exuberant little colt positively bounced his way over to his father's workroom and study. Once outside the carved wooden door, He paused for a moment. He had heard his mother's voice too, and though it was a hushed whisper, it carried the same tone as the time he had played hide and seek using his unicorn magic. His mother was worried.
Nosing the door open, the little foal couldn't help but give a loud gasp in shock. Standing there were not only Necris and Mara Shadewind, but towering over his parents stood what seemed to be an ivory goddess, Princess Celestia. Upon hearing his exhalation both of his parents w
I Never Told You...Have you ever loved someone so much, that you'd do anything for them? Anything conceivable in this world? Even kill for that person? Have you felt with vicious clarity the pain of not just having that person near? Have you felt these things? Because I have.I Never Told You...3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I've piled bodies a thousand high in the hope that I could reach up to him somehow and touch his face.
And I killed them all with relish Because each drop of blood, each lifeless, milky, glazed over eye and every pallid twisted corpse drained of life, brought me closer to being with him again.
Desperation can make you do awful things Unspeakable things. And I Well I did them all. I did them all gladly, because I did them with love in my mind.
So you can call me insane You can say that I'm evil. But I did everything for love And how could that be wrong?
And now he's standing next to me, and I can hear the drip drip drip of blood falling from my knife's edge and splashing elegantly to the tarmac below my
Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 6Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 63 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Elle awoke on the stone floor by the door. She had stayed there through the night
until her body forced her to sleep. Her muscles were sore and tight, begging for a more
comfortable surface to lie on. She pushed herself up and tried the door, even though she
knew it would still be locked and it was. Her ankle throbbed dully and she grabbed the
tin of medicine. She dropped two small pills into her mouth and swallowed. 'I guess I'll
sleep a little longer...' she thought, and walked to the bed. She pulled the drapes
closed at the foot of the bed so that she wouldn't have to see Mias's face. Her body sank
into the mattress and she breathed a
Tainted Innocence "A…world where Pokémon are liberated? Are you certain…?"Tainted Innocence2 years ago in Horror More Like This
The white creature nodded once, expression never changing since the first time he saw it. Yes. A world where humans and Pokémon are separated like black and white. A world where no human owns a Pokémon. A world where Pokémon roam free to their liking. Its tail swayed left and right, blank red eyes staring into the hopeful pair of greens.
The perfect world. And all will come true in just a blink of an eye. It saw the hope in the boy's gaze. It saw the dreams the boy once dreamt. The playroom was empty as usual, with them being the two beings present. N stood in silence, mouth slightly parted to hear such an opportunity.
And all you have to do, It slowly tilted its head as its gaze drilled into innocence's eyes, is make a contract with me!
The world was perfect.
N stood in complete pride. The Pokémon were seen frolicking and running about in the woods. Pidoves were chirping. Nidorans were
Temporary Prison The world isn't safe. It never has. It never will.Temporary Prison2 years ago in Horror More Like This
You watch as blood drip from your palms, the gruesome colours a terrifying evidence to your animosity. You stay quiet, body still as stone with eyes wide and maniacal. Their worthless bodies you inflicted upon lie before your very gaze. Their eyes are round, though showing no signs of beautiful life. Their mouths are widely apart, gaping as if jaws are ready to be ripped off. Colours of your beating pulse spoil their torn skin. Chunks of pink and yellow splotch on each carcass, bubbling even as a single pop awaken your murderous trance.
What has the world come to? Why is it resulted in such where malice and disorder become its entity? Why? Why? Why?
No matter how many times you ask yourself, the answer will always be the bloody truth.
You fall to your knees, head tilting slight in confusion. Dots of red mark your rage. Bits of flesh stick to your skin, each piece resembling the miracles you have destroyed. Your trembling han
Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 7Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 73 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Elle's heart nearly stopped. The only voice she ever expected to hear if any
was Mias's. This one definitely was not his. Elle, as slow as she could, turned to face
the man behind her, only to find that it was not a man... At least she thought it wasn't
a man... Not completely, at least. The man, or creature, before her was nearly two feet
taller than her and had long, dark brown hair, dear-like ears, and shooting up through
the hair was a pair of branching antlers. He looked like a deer-man. It was a thought
that left as quickly as it came, for in front of Elle's face was the sharp point of a
spear. Elle's breath caught and she raised bo
Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 13Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 132 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Elle felt dread drip in the pit of her stomach. How did Tovi know? If he knew,
did that mean the other brothers knew? "H-how?"
"A little trick that Mias taught me. It's a very well done charm, but I think
Mias rushed it a bit. I'm fairly sure I can fix it." Tovi said, scratching his chin.
"How could you tell? What if the others"
"Shh... Keep your voice low. It's hard to explain. You know how sometimes you see
things in your peripheral that isn't really there? Wel
Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 14Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 142 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Welcome, guest of Mathias," Their father spoke in a deep voice, and gestured for
them to sit. "Elliot, servant of Mathias, welcome to my estate. I am Scercias Decivus."
Elle hesitated, being addressed by their father, and bowed slightly, knowing not
what to do.
"No need to bow to me," Scercias said, putting up a hand, "though you may be
servant to Mathias, you are a guest here." Elle glanced nervously to Mias who was
standing by two chairs. Tovi had already seated himself, toes barely brushing the floor.
Mias and Elle ProloguePROLOGUEMias and Elle Prologue3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
An elderly man sat at his desk, reading from large leather bound books. He had ebony black hair that was streaked with silvery gray and dark eyes to match. His face gave the expression of deep thought as he read.
Dozens of book cases lined the walls, some holding rolled up maps, but most held leather bound books. On parts of the walls that were not obscured by a bookshelf, there were charts and maps of the surrounding area. Above the fire place held a picture a beautiful Raven haired woman wearing a blue dress. Various unique instruments swirled and danced on his desk, shelves, and mantel piece; while a rather interesting orb of light swayed to and fro, changing color as it moved. The old man would look up from his books, look at the orb, and would occasionally scribble something down with a long peacock feather quill, before resuming his mysterious search.
Suddenly a small dagger flew through the open door and stabbed itself into a map, quivering slightly from the impac
Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 9Fly: Mias and Elle - Chapter 92 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
For tries Elle made to get rid of Mias's presence, he only came up with more
excuses to drag her onto the grounds. Just as Elle thought she would finally get her way,
he tempted her with simple suggestions, just as he did today.
"But Elle, wouldn't you like to visit the stables? I'm sure you'd want to meet
Atlas, right?" Mias asked, trying to keep Elle from closing the door on him.
"Atlas?" Elle asked, cursing her curiosity.
"Yes. My steed." Mias latched on to that curiosity.
Mias and Elle Ch 1~Elle~Mias and Elle Ch 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Elle woke up in the wrong bed.
She woke up lying in a four- poster bed, with baby blue sheets. The bed was also surrounded by the same color curtains, making it impossible to see beyond them. As she sat up slowly, a lock of her golden hair fell in front of her terrified face, dancing in front of her beautiful gray eyes.
Elle sat like that for a very long time, before she managed to gather up the courage to pull aside the bed curtains. As she did this, her heart and mind were going crazy.
Did I go drinking last night? No I was home having a wonderful dream in MY OWN BED But then how ?
The rest of Elle's thoughts were swept away with her gasps at the site in front of her. The room she found herself in was beautifully decorated. The high ceiling held a rather immense crystal chandelier, which gently twinkled as it swayed with the morning breeze. Several gorgeous wardrobes lined the walls, each with their own designs carved in them. Painting
When You Wish Upon a Star.....He watched, unashamedly voyeuristic, as that finger settled on a rosy pink lower lip. Slowly, mentally, he traced the contours of that mouth. Franks eyes ran up and down perfectly formed features. He is made from ivory and gold and I am the lowest dross, he thinks with utter sincerity. He studies as the others fingers fumble carelessly at the rough paper pages of a comic book. His eyes dart from left to right, reading. The enthralled look of the anticipation of stories unfolding clearly evident in sparkling eyes and painted on parted lips. Frank loved that about him. The little childlike, touchingly human, actions he allowed himself to make when no one of consequence was watching. And Frank resigned himself to the idea that that was all he was, someone of no consequence. Even so he cherished these moments. The opportunity to see what all those thousands of others only dreamt of - seeing the real him - the real Gerard Way. The inane mundane things we all do,When You Wish Upon a Star.....7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Day in the Life of BMODear Diary,A Day in the Life of BMO2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Hello, it's been a while since I have talked to you, diary. I mean, I guess I could talk to you any time, but, it does not matter. Anyway, I have seen Finn and Jake again, and they are not fighting like they used too! Though they do still seem to be bitter with one another, I do not know why, but, this has caused me to live with Princess Bubblegum for a while. If my internal clock is correct, it has been a year since they have separated and I have moved here.
Finn lives with his girlfriend, the Flame Princess, and Jake lives with Lady Rainicorn and their puppies, they are so adorable!
I do not know why they separated, though, perhaps it has something to do with all the fights that they seem to happen between them, like the one I saw when I came home from soccer practice and that bear was living with us. I try to ask Princess Bubblegum, but all she seems to do in become sad, and excuse herself to her laboratory. Sometime, Finn lets me stay with him, and I ask Flame Princess,