Die Schoenheitverehrt und angebetetDie Schoenheit4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
für immer geliebt
auf Händen getragen
bloß Augen aufschlagen
mit höhnischem Blick
sich reizend kleiden
damit die Armen
in niederen Nöten weinen
im grausamen Strahlen
der Lippen die beißen
so heilig und ewig kalt
in makelloser Gestalt
mit unbewegtem Gesicht
wer liebt sie noch nicht?
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Heaven is Other Roko INA part 1Heaven is Other Roko INA part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A roko's life does not belong to himself; it has and always will belong to all roko. For this reason, on behalf of the Upper Court and the nation of New Haven, you are hereby branded with the white cross, which shall not be erased until you turn thirty years of age.
Sharikola swung the sword in a wide overhead arc. The runes painted on the wall appeared to burn in his vision as he threw his concentration onto them. The whole room shook with a fervent, percussive force that rattled the crates and the stones in the chamber wall.
Shari did not forget what had been taken from him. Shari did not forgive, despite what the nation decreed.
With a wide, round motion, he sheathed his sword, then stood up straight. Although he was small and thin, even for a coni, he had keen muscular strength, which showed though his thin summer fur. He never felt winded anymore, even after going through the kata three times in one afternoon.
The kata was of his own invention. Though heavily based on the G
Canvass Dreamer: Dear Feminist, I'm not a MonsterCanvass Dreamer: Dear Feminist, I'm not a Monster2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm a boy, not a monster. It's almost plausible that me, a human being, be considered a monster, an inhuman creature who enjoys blood lust and violence for sport. That's not me, i'm the exact opposite. However, if you, Miss Feminist, can assume that I, a normal boy, a monster, than shall I assume the same for you?
No, I can't, because when I do, the entire world turns against me. Above me is a cloud, and the cloud is named “Society”. It whispers words into my ears, fills my head with such thick smoke that the substance absorbs into my brain. I'm blinded by your views and have been stricken mute by your ideals, by the fact that to you all, to women, to the world I'm a rapist by blood, a born killer. That I deserve to be walked over, trodden on, regarded as nothing but trash. And I believe this, as the cloud thickens and the smoke darkens, I believe everything you say.
Why? Because Society tells me so. You are society, Miss Feminist, the world will take your side.
Six Word Stories~ (Part 2)"I'll be okay," she whispers softly.Six Word Stories~ (Part 2)9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Kissing my lips made fire ignite.
It hit me, the harsh reality.
She closed her eyes at last.
He let her poison his thoughts.
She begged him not to leave.
Sewn together by his fleeting love.
You love another, don't you darling?
Too far gone to be saved.
He couldn't get past her lies.
Can't you see the damage done?
She sang, despite the hater's glares.
She only wanted to be yours.
Six Word Stories~ (Part 3)Don't lie for my sake, darling.Six Word Stories~ (Part 3)7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
He makes me breathe with ease.
Reversing time won't reverse damage done.
The end is only the beginning.
Hold my hand; diminish my fear.
Failure isn't becoming of a lady.
Give me one last gentle kiss.
The forgiven weep; the devil laughs.
Why can't I be yours forever?
Indifference must be your greatest ally.
Is she the reason you smile?
Argo Part 2Argo Part 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mira arrived home, waking to the fox android's insistent shaking of her shoulder. She also realized they had bandaged her fingers, and she groaned. She hated how coddling androids could be when provoked.
The foxes laid out Lily and the mouse girl onto the lacquer table of her studio--a bit rustic by modern standards but useful enough. Once finished, one fox asked if Mira needed any more medical assistance.
"Yes I'm fine," Mira said, flexing her fingers. They felt decent enough to do delicate work, so she supposed she didn't need anything as drastic as stitches. "You're not--"
"No charge for the bandages, courtesy of Wreck Retrival Incorporated! Are you sure you don't want me to call a professional mechanic for your ani-droids?"
"I am a professional," Mira said through her teeth.
The fox waited, staring at her with glassy eyes.
". . . no, no I don't need a mechanic."
"Your responses have been recorded. We will email you o
Heaven is Other Roko INA part 3Heaven is Other Roko INA part 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The master instructed Shari to dress for the occasion, and so he did, with the best piece of clothing he could scrounge up but which still fit his small frame. It was a cloak that folded into a robe, dyed solid black. It did not have true sleeves; rather the fabric was folded under the sash in order to give the appearance of sleeves. Besides it, he only wore a fresh shenti, because even the night was hot and he wasn't the sort of idiot who would overdress, even for an important occasion.
They walked through the main dining hall, which rang with all the noise and smells that generally accompanied dinner. The hall, filled with a rich warm glow from the heating coils and the overhead chandeliers, was divided into four quadrants, and each quadrant was divided by long serving tables. The centers of these tables had wide pathways for the servers and cooks to walk through, to deliver and refresh all the various kinds of dishes on that dinner's menu. The pathways joined in the middle, which co
Just U.S - Human!Russia x Reader“You know they are following us, да?”Just U.S - Human!Russia x Reader6 months ago in Romance More Like This
“Yes…” Ivan shot you a calm, almost amused smile at the upset look on your face. “Why, why can’t he just leave me alone?” You whined, pouting as your boyfriend set up the tent you were going to be camping in, alone.
“Siblings are protective. I would know.” Ivan replied, pursing his lips at the thought of his two sisters before standing, having hammered all the nails for the tent into the ground. “Maybe if we ignore them they will go away.”
Ever since you and Ivan had told the rest of your friends you were dating, well - the reaction had been mixed. A couple had been happy, most didn’t care and your brother...He’d been pissed, basically. Ivan and him had a long standing rivalry, and to know you were dating had him blowing multiple caskets.
It had gotten so bad you’d literally dragged Ivan out of his house, ordering him to drive somewhere, any
If You Feel Alone, Remember:We're both under the same moon.If You Feel Alone, Remember:2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gone Too Soon Part 4Amelia's Point of View~Gone Too Soon Part 49 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Lia! Lia!" I heard my name being called by the sweet voice of the greatest little boy I've ever known. He ran up to me and jumped into my open arms, kissing my cheek with the unfiltered exuberance only a six-year-old boy could have. I kissed his cheek in kind and sat down in my mother's old rocking chair with him on my lap, holding him tighter than I ever have before and stroking his dirty blonde curls. He curls up to my frame and slowly falls asleep. I rock back and forth, back and forth until I can no longer. My eyes droop with the weight of sleep as well.
And then, chaos.
Sharp fanged, huge winged creatures appeared and began tear Gabriel apart. Limb by limb, gashing into his flesh like craz
To MeltHush,To Melt1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
of heart beats-
an awkward, painful
fluttering like heavy snowflakes
struggling to stay afloat in the empty expanse of somber sky
fearing, not the iniquitous fall from grace, but the scolding caress of the torrid earth below.
Heaven is Other Roko INA part 5Heaven is Other Roko INA part 54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Glancing back and seeing nobody, Shari left the residence hall. Compared to the air in the baths, the outdoor air was refreshing. For extra relief, he dunked his head into the large central fountain that laid between the four buildings. The cold shock only half-rejuvenated his mind, doing little to push out the drunkenness, but it was enough to clear away the tears.
The sun was down, and the stars hung in the sky, but the night was still far too young to see the sun's shadow, the black moon that moved always opposite. Reaffixing his glasses and the cloak, Shari sat on the fountain wall, still fuming. He was perfectly aware he was drunk, but despite this state he could not shake the final conclusion that he had come to: he absolutely had to get out of here and finish what the brigands had started a long time ago. Taking any more time waiting around would have only led to more risk at being discovered, more punishments and more injustice, while if he took off and failed, he would merely
Argo Part 4Argo Part 44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It turned out Eo knew many shortcuts to fixing Lily. The sheer amount of knowledge she had on the subject filled the entire time they put Lily back together. There was little about robotics Eo did not know some improvement to. She rewrote Lily's damaged data-storage procedure in less than ten minutes, organizing it in a radically different, yet much more intuitive way than Mira had even thought possible.
Mira had been awake again for nearly twenty hours. She leaned back from her desk and stretched. Eo came back from the kitchen carrying the next half of the reheated delivery pizza. (Delivery because, for some unexplained reason, Eo did not know how to cook.) When she saw Mira agape in the middle of a yawn, Eo set the pizza down and took her by the hand.
"You're too tired," Eo said with a demanding tone, "you need to get some sleep."
"Oh come on, we're almost done . . ." Mira said, yawning again.
"No," Eo insisted, "I'll
The CallingA song whispering gentlyThe Calling2 months ago in Fantasy More Like This
Sweet tidings in my ear,
Bidding me come quickly,
To a place so dear.
Haunting me in dreams of night,
While I rest beneath
The stars that shine forever bright
Above the world of Thedas bleak.
Archdemon slayer, I have been
Known for many years,
But my time has come, my fate is set,
I must meet the foe I've known.
Sharpening sword, preparing armor
I know that I must go
Into a land of darkness deep
To answer the call of old.
Grey Warden they call me,
Commander of brave,
Courageous in battle,
And never afraid.
Traveling through Orzammar,
City of dwarves,
I bid them open doors
To darkness of hordes.
They say farewell, solemnly they know,
I will never return again,
And will forever lay beneath
Eternal tombs of stone.
Unsheathing sword, wielding shield,
Oh grimly hear the song,
Singing loudly now, calling me fiercely,
To become the illness of death.
Darkspawn come in hordes,
Overwhelming my sword.
Slaying hundreds I begin to tire,
With wounds so fatal I know.
Heaven is Other Roko INA part 2Heaven is Other Roko INA part 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The chalk ticked repeatedly as the master wrote on the board. The master, a heavyset brok, was quite old, though not to say feeble. He was a hundred and ten still fit compared, even compared to some of the young students who were just now growing out of their teens, and had grown up on a sedentary lifestyle. Even the room was mostly spared from the summer heat, though the magic was only temporary and the number of warm bodies pushed that temperature back up.
"You have to forget all you know about distribution and logistics," he said, "what we reserve for a national scale, they imparted to every individual in every culture, save for the occasional small, isolated village. The basis for this system is what, Sharikola?" he said, without turning away from the board.
Shari froze, halfway through the curtain that divided the room from the outside. The other adolescents snickered, all of them sitting of laying on cushions that filled the room, either on the bench lining its perimeter or simpl
RE: 'What People Are Doing By Being Anti-Feminist'First off, why the hell is that piece under "Historical" in the Non-Fiction category? There's nothing even remotely historical about anything on that list. You're just voicing your opinion, so it should be under "Editorial." Second, it is your opinion because you don't give any damn sources for any of those on the list. (And don't you dare fucking act like you already put sources in it because no, you fucking didn't, you liar. You only put in sources AFTER I posted this.)RE: 'What People Are Doing By Being Anti-Feminist'1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
So I'm going to leave some of those alone and voice my rebuttal/counter-opinion on the ones that are my favorites:
Dimissing that cat-calling is still an issue.*dismissing
Someone be honest with me here. Is it really that fucking hard to just keep walking away and ignoring the shitheads? Because I admit, I've never been cat-called, despite the fact that I've been given compliments by a few guys about how I look. And those aren't sexual harassment, those are legit compliments. I may b
Hello, How are you?Hello, How are you?4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hello - I opened the window, and softly whispered out
How are you? There's no one here, I'm alone in the room
Mornin' - The morning's come, a morning of pouring rain
Tick-tock - Somebody, wind up my coil...
Hello - In an old anime, that was how it was
How are you - So enviable, everyone being loved
Sleepin' - Don't say anything stupid, I have to prepare
Cryin' - To hide the traces of my tears
My favorite phrase is "fine, who cares"
Suddenly, yesterday's words come to mind
"Well, I don't have any hope for you anymore..."
And well, but, I...
I don't have any hope for myself,
But just what did you mean to say that for, I ask?
Words have come up to the throat,
But all that comes out the mouth is lies
So today, once again, I'm precious
Wasting my words, I live on...
Why hide away, I ask?
Is it so scary to laugh, I ask?
Do you not want to see anyone, I ask?
Is that the truth, I ask?
Cast down in a sea of ambiguity,
It's too painful for me to even breathe
Now, I just want to hea
Heaven is Other Roko INA part 8Heaven is Other Roko INA part 84 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"He's here, he's here!" A shadow passed along the ground as the avia flew overhead, calling.
As Shari's legs burned in pain, he ran. As his wounds seared, he ran. After he expended every last ounce of energy, he ran, and he ran, and he ran.
"He's here, he's here," the voice echoed between the massive structures, giving the reverb of the high-pitched squawking a sharp metallic ring.
Shari ran until there was nothing left but a cold sensation that demanded he move, but it was impossible for his body to respond. He looked, seeing blurry shadows of the collapsed walls around the ruins. He collapsed, wedged between a pile of rubble and the wall. He tried to pull his cloak over himself, but even with the will, neither of his arms moved any longer, nor his legs, nor his head, nor even his eyes.
I am going to die here.
Time passed. Shari was aware of its continual creep, but without grounding only knew that it passed, not how much nor how little. The continual timelessness
Gone Too Soon Part 1 Keagan's Point of View~Gone Too Soon Part 110 months ago in Settings More Like This
I held her as she cried.
Deep into the night, her desperate tears flowed down her flushed cheeks into my collarbone. Her narrow shoulders shook, her frame shivered as it lay against mine, her eyelashes clung to each other when she closed her dark blue, bloodshot eyes. She tried to weep silently, as if it were even remotely possible. But all efforts were futile. The tide rolled in, and when it receded it brought her with it, making her crash against the salty water as if concrete. Life wasn't close to fair. But no one needed to tell Amelia Rulord that twice.
After a while, her long arms wrapped around my torso and she held on tight as if she would fall apart if she let go. Maybe she would've. She was tearing at the seams, bursting with a pain that she didn't deserve. She cried like I've never seen
Argo Part 3Argo Part 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mira excused herself after pulling Lily back on the worktable and fidgeting with her arms for several minutes. She yawned heavily, and went straight to bed without bothering to wash upshe would finish later. She was starving, too, but sleep came first.
"Miss Mira?" Eo asked, peeking through the door to the bedroom, "would you like me to do anything for you while you sleep?"
"Hrm," Mira said, looking up from the pillow. "Did you find anything on the internet yet?"
"No . . ." Eo said, "I haven't been able to match my name, my description, or even unique numbers. I've informed several android agencies that I've lost my identity, and they said they'd tell me if something came up. So, could I do something for you?"
"Well, what do you normallyoh, that's right. Uh, just clean up, if you want."
Want. That was a word she didn't normally use with androids, at least in a professional sense. She alw
Heaven is Other Roko INA part 4Heaven is Other Roko INA part 44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I've written . . . most of a book," Shari said, his words slurring. He wasn't very drunk, but still more inebriated than he'd ever been before. "Based on my research into the Principle War. I wanted to do the same as this ancient book I read, that diagrammed the motion of the armies over the continent--oh, but I'm not terribly good at keeping my lines . . ."
Shari lifted his head, half-seeing the room around him for the first time. He pulled together the pieces--the towel racks, the wood benches, the warm humidity, the soapy odor, and several dozen other roko walking out of the dressing rooms wearing no clothing. When had they gone down to the baths?
"I'm, I'm sorry, how long have I been talking?" Shari said.
"About the time you finished your soup, you haven't shut up," Zure said.
Shari grinned at her stupidly.
The walls in the dressing room were lined floor to ceiling with cubby holes. Doorways led out in four directions: hot water (further down the hall from where they came i
*Beach Comber*Focused beach comber*Beach Comber*2 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Decades tossed and ocean turned
Precious find, green glass
Smoothed by turbulent years
Blue eyes admire emerald find.
Green~Your green eyesGreen~9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Need not be
With tortured tears.
Don't Ever Make LemonadeDon't Ever Make Lemonade5 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I sat chewing on yet another lemon rind as I stared across the lemon fields. Yellow fruits as far as the eye could see, and I was sick of it. Why couldn't my grandparents have been wealthy peach field farmers? Peach farmers have giant, three story mansions and wrap around porches. I have a three room shack. They have barn-fulls of high power equipment. I have a single tractor that's costing me a thousand bucks every other week for repairs.
Lemons, it had to be lemons. Rows and rows of sour, golden fruit. Maybe it was growing up on sour lemonade and lemon pie, but I don't even like the things. Can't stand them really.
I leaned back against the fence a bit more, studying those colorful little pests. I spit the rind out. It landed a few inches shy of the rind pile and its gnat storm. Shaking my head, I peeled another fruit and slurped its juice.
"I'd of though you'd have gotten used to the taste of lemons by now." My neighbor, a large man with a loud mouth personality th