ColorsColours, it's all about them.Colors1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
The reds,blues and yellows,
A world in color is a wonder of a world,
But my color has faded,
No more reds,blues or yellows,
Grays and blacks is all I see,
My wonder world is gone,
Replaced by doom and gloom,
Colors its all about colors,
happy facesHappy faces all around me,happy faces1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
Everywhere I look,all I see,
Smiling, joking, laughing,
Smiling faces everywhere,
But in the mirror staring back at me,
tired eyes, sad face,just unhappiness,
But when you see me,
You see one of you
Smiling, joking, laughing,
The pain, the sorrow, the despair,
The cuts, the scars
All you see, smiling faces, perfect skin
I'm hereI'm here look at me,I'm here1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm crying why cant you see
The unhappyness in my eyes
All you see is the son you want
the smart, perfect little child
I'm not him, I'm me,
Please look at me,
Please wipe these tears away,
see me for me,
please just see me,
MemorysMy Memories are precious to me,Memorys3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I cant let them control me,
I need to stride to find my light,
I know you will be with me until I do,
Trying to stop me, showing me the darkness in this world,
But you need me more than I need you,
So until that day stay what you are a memory.
friendsWhat would you do for your friends?friends3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you go to the other side of the world for them or,
Would you just watch as they walked away,
Would you live for them keeping there memory alive or,
Fade away and let them slip into the blackness,
Would you fight to keep them or,
just crumble and give up.
Of Hills and Bluebells SPOILERDrenched in mud and more exhausted than he'd been in days, Hiccup dragged himself to the hill that led to his house.Of Hills and Bluebells SPOILER5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It had been a good day. He'd gone flying with Toothless and that was something they both loved. It was wonderful, effortless even with the metal that took the place of his foot. Of course now he wasn't flying with a massive dragon trying to eat him which was a definite plus. It was easy now to make the quick changes Toothless needed to fly. Gobber had made some actual improvements to the fin he'd made, this design working even smoother than his original had. Toothless didn't seem to mind the new design, but Hiccup imagined the dragon was so ecstatic to be flying again that he wouldn't have minded anything at this point. Hiccup had given up on getting Toothless out of the saddle and fin for the night, when he'd gone to get them off the dragon Toothless had bared his teeth and swerved much faster than Hiccup was able to keep up with given his lack of a foot. In time he kne
ENG The day all dreams came true - Chapter 4ENG The day all dreams came true - Chapter 41 month ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Sky turned into the driveway of the former horse sanctuary - tired and crinkly - almost no one was there. Just Nana, who was riding a few dressage lessons with her black filly Nocturne on the grassy square. Her head was bent down, and it was obvious how difficult it was for her to keep up concentration. And yet, Nocturne moved excellently, struggled with every step to do it well, reacted to the tiniest aids. She still needed a solid dressage education before she could be trained in Eventing, but Sky was sure that she'd learn all that quickly.
She noticed her thoughts drift away, but yet she had to smile at the sight of the pair. They owned a lasting, strong bond, just like Skywalker and herself, or Windmill and... - Her smile faded.
When Nana saw the bike approaching, she stopped her horse and shouted: "Hi! Where did you spring up from?"
The addressed leaned her bike to a fencepost and came closer. On a shorter distance, she could see
ENG The day all dreams came true - Chapter 5ENG The day all dreams came true - Chapter 53 weeks ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sky lingered in front of the hospital room. She held her bag pressed to her chest with sweaty hands, hugged it as if she needed something to cling to.
Silent music sounded from the room, a song that felt strangely familiar. She knew the melody, but couldn't remember the text.
Eventually, she felt ridiculous standing so long in the hallway, and stepped in.
Will sat in the bed and gazed out of the window. He looked almost unrecognisable, pale and weak, with deep shadows below his eyes as if he hadn't slept for days. Still, he wore a strange, bemused expression. His forefinger bobbed up and down, accompanying the rhythm of the music, and he was humming silently.
"And the world is like an apple, whirling silently in space...
Like the circles that you find, in the windmills of your mind..."
Now, Sky recognised the song. She started to hum along as she stepped closer to his bed.
"Lovers walk along a shore and leave their footprints in
FineSwallowFine1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Say I'm fine
Don't know why
Blow off steam
One last text
...I'll be fine...
Child of Blood and BoneChild of Blood and Bone8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Winter, Year 757 of the New Age
Oakfern, The Warrens
The witch stumbled into a wall, her hooves slipping on the moist stone. She couldn’t tell whether she’d been walking in circles or traversing miles, her sense of direction destroyed. She felt numb as though fire had raged through her insides, not ice. Her pelt was littered with cuts and scrapes from the rough walls and rocks when she fell, but she did not feel them. Wounds would heal, with proper care, they were irrelevant. She couldn’t feel her magic. Something had been ripped from her in the cavern, taken from her. Stolen. The connection was gone. Numb. Non-existant. Nothing.
There were no voices, no tricks that could save her now. Silence reigned save for her own footfalls and the drip of water on stone, her only companion the darkness. Darkness, ever present and inescapable, pressing in around her in
Where Hearts are BuriedWhere Hearts are Buried1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The reception was tomorrow and Rukia was still working on her dress. She’d put off getting it fitted all week, and of course now here she was last minute trying to get it done. Standing on the table, Rukia remained perfectly still as the elderly woman circled around her with a mouth full of pins, hemming the dress until it was perfectly fitted to the young shinigami’s petite frame. Staring at herself in the mirror Rukia felt the slightest tinge of excitement knot in her gut. The gown was pure white to contrast her raven locks, and it made her skin practically glow. She wondered if she was really ready for this after all. She was a little anxious, a little afraid, and little excited. It seemed like just last week she’d gotten engaged. It all seemed to be going so fast.
Down the hall, Renji wiped his brow as he delivered the mountain of paperwork his captain had made him do this week. The captain was busy and Renji had been practically pulling a second job doi
Medieval MisconceptionsHeavy, cumbersome swordsMedieval Misconceptions8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
- The issue of weight seems to be one of the most commonly mistaken aspects of medieval combat. Smiths all made swords slightly differently and each fighter had his own preferences. It is impossible to generalize when it comes to the technology of an entire continent from c/ 500-1500 AD, and both very heavy and very light swords existed. In terms of what was typical, though,, here’s a rough guide to averaged:
Single-handed sword (aka sword) - 2.5 pounds
Hand-and-a-half (aka bastard sword) 2.5-3 lbs
Two-hander (aka longsword) - 3 to 3.5 pounds.
The absolute largest swords still rarely hit the 5-pound mark. These were designed to serve very specific tactical functions on the battlefield and were not intended for general-use purposes. Experience showed smiths and warriors that this was the ideal weight range for their weapon. It’s essentially natural selection at work: people whose swords were too light or too heavy went off to battle and
Minor Character CharacterizationMinor Character CharacterizationMinor Character Characterization3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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Angels on Earth Do you believe that there are over natural powers roaming the earth surface? Do you think that some human shaped characters are hiding powers some could not believe exist?Angels on Earth 7 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
That some of the people around you could be angels or demons? That there are people with special access to the other sides, nirvana, heaven, death. That there are other people walk around without even knowing that they have powers, or any learning about how to use them.
If you are like me, and believe in different things that reflects to this. You got to listen to my story.
My name is Thomas. And I’m a Guidance Angel.
It all started when I was 7-8 years old. I started to hear a voice; I associated it with the Greek god Zeus. I could hear a voice that always answered when I had a question.
All I remember was that he told me, there was people with this gift, not too many, but some spread all over the world. All with different talents and different reasons and tasks that they were destined to attend here on earth.
A happy reunion...well almostA happy reunion...well almost3 weeks ago in Profiles More Like This
RP between me and florafudou
Ashe and Dulce by :iconiceisland:
Cloud by :iconflorafudou:
Dulce woke up early to go to the limits of Kausen to search the latest medicinal herbs of the season.As a healer it was her job to get plants to help in healing of wounds in the winter.
When she was coming to the limits, she saw, a bit distant, a silhouette of a wolf.Maybe it's a loner, maybe one of my loner friends, she thought, and walked to the unknown wolf.
Ashe was looking for some wolf of Chandor to make new friends, when she noticed that a wolf was coming toward her and thought it was a member of the pack.
Cloud was as usual, resting behind a tree, where he could see Ashe and maybe his sisters, they were all so imprudent sometimes, he sigh and closed his eyes, oh well that was how they were, women “you can't understand them but you can't live without them”<
Today I bled and no one sawToday I bled and no one saw 1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Today I bled and no one saw
A forest full of trees and I’m the only one that fell.
Dawn came and the day prevailed, and after a while, it retired, shouldering the burden of moonrise and twilight, yet I was still but a figure lying in the dust. Exposed and bare to the tellurian ballet.
I became a home to parasites. Organisms grew proud inside of me, bestirred on top of me, and under me, but I was unable to stand tall as I once was.
My sentience was still intact. And my days were slow and empty; I became a ghost of change. My life wasn’t over, yet I was forced to suffer it. Not for me, but for the hangers-on. They strived but for me. My purpose was for them. I wished I could change it, but I was unable.
I became complacent, willing to accept the sycophant function I had affected, and my soul took roots in my new role. Although it was only a semblance of what I once was, my being was once again towering over the things that crawled along the ground beside me. I was lifted up