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THE GRIM REAPERTHE GRIM REAPERTHE GRIM REAPER in General Non-Fiction More Like This
MARK STRANGE JR.
The Grim Reaper is a personification of death itself: a symbol that many have come to fear--A being that haunts there subconscious day and night. And sometimes, sometimes his horror reaches their immediate awareness and they can see he who stalks constantly:
The skeletal being whose cloak flows around him like a shadow--His eyes, his blue eyes, transfixed upon them; a scythe in hand just waiting for they day they die. Because of this, many misunderstood the Grim Reaper. Indeed he is cold, Indeed he is heartless, but without him there is no life; without him, there is no balance.
Indeed the Grim Reaper is a highly misunderstood character. Misunderstanding begets fear and fear begets irrational notions: Ignore death and it can not see you, deny death and he can not touch you, defy death and he can not harm you.
Many do these things and pretend as if doing these things can some how bring a end to deaths power: A tempting but ignor
DoubtI'm a blind man;Doubt in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I can not see.
The floor is falling from underneath me;
Falling into unbelief.
Darkness floods this soul of mine,
Till no light can I find.
Close my eyes to the truth--
No to evidence,
Reason is cruel,
Blinded eyes this is the rule.
I pray to god yet he is silent.
I fear without him the world is violent
The angels lip sink the preachers words;
Tis but Food for the birds.
Darkness floods this soul of mine,
Till no light can I find.
Close my eyes to the truth--
No to evidence,
Reason is cruel,
Blinded eyes this is the rule.
Pain and strife, the world is un-kind;
I need to believe if only for peace of mind.
Emotional reasoning is all I know,
Guide me lord don't let me go.
Darkness floods this soul of mine,
Till no light can I find.
Close my eyes to the truth--
No to evidence,
Reason is cruel,
Blinded eyes this is the rule.
Blood stained black sheetsFresh blood stained black sheetsBlood stained black sheets in General More Like This
Eating My Own Fears & Mark Strange
"Fresh blood stained black sheets." A phrase smilingly meaningless, and yet as it leaves my lips I find my heart does flutter. As hard as I try I cannot escape it. Even If I could, I am not sure I'd want to.
My mind cannot shake the memory of that that fateful day. The day my life ended - the day it began. It resonates like a lover's heart beat burning within my soul; and even now, in years gone by, the proof of my becoming is visible upon my neck.
As you tenderly pet my hair, as I kneel every night at your feet, affection still fills my cold dark heart and I find myself wanting this never to end; even so, this does not change what I know. I know I was not the first to be blood stains on your smooth black sheets. Despite your sweet lies, I also know, I was not the last.
With A Howl I Give Thee PraiseIn the dark,With A Howl I Give Thee Praise in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
when the moon shines down on me,
I can see that thou art here.
Lady of the night,
I praise thee because thou art there for me.
Wither the skies be clear
or clouds cover thy face,
I know that thou art there.
I can feel your essence with each breath.
I lift my spirit and my voice unto thee.
With a howl I thank thee -
with a howl I give thee praise.
The Red RoseThe Red RoseThe Red Rose in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I came into this world without a care,
But with the awful load of regret to come.
In this sparks the everlasting song:
Parents that never cared -
Family that never paid attention.
I was never loved but only suffered,
Never a quench for my pain.
So much suffering seemed to drive me insane.
I was locked up, bound by despairs chains.
At first I cried, but soon my heart grew
as hard as rock - as cold as Ice.
But could this be my fate,
To stare blankly at the dungeon walls
of my dark black soul?
Behold a spark of hope - a dot of faith,
Out of my heart grew a red rose.
What it meant I knew not,
But for the answer I sought.
Was it my destiny calling for me,
Was it what I was supposed to do?
It was indeed something I had, and became what I had not.
It spread light upon my darkness It became my guide
Even though I was going though a living hell -
Even as I was spit upon the ground,
The rose brought me comfort
where there was none to be found.
What was the rose?
Who knows but
Tonight We Meet AgainI tried to forget you,Tonight We Meet Again in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
but I cannot forget you.
Tonight we meet again,
in the memories of my head,
to dance as we once did,
under the light of the moon.
When People Loose Their TempersWhen people loose their tempers,When People Loose Their Tempers in Free Verse More Like This
Oh what a site to behold.
At time when they stop caring,
horrid things to each other are told.
With their mouths they lash out with hurtful scold.
When it's over, the silence is eerie, bitter and cold.
In that moment,
when people loose their tempers
so much can be lost,
friends could become enemies,
this is the cost.
When are people going to learn?
Maybe never, this is my concern.
I say to you people on earth
beware of your anger
the cost is more than its worth.
A World Without YouWhen I think of a world without you... I think of a better world.A World Without You in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Vampire In The NightShe draws me in,Vampire In The Night in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Her eyes enchanting.
Impossible to resist.
How was I supposed to fight,
A vampire in the night?
She draws me in,
Her warmth in inviting.
Trust, Lust and Blood,
Tell me, how do I resist?
I am just another innocent,
Who somehow found myself here,
A victim of that witches bite?
She drains my blood.
She gives me blood.
She is my sire.
She draws me in,
Her beauty captivating
Impossible to resist.
How was I supposed to fight,
A vampire in the night?
Trust, Lust and Blood,
Tell me, How do I Resist?
How do I fight, a vampire in the night?
Forget UsThe Mornings dawning.Forget Us in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The sun is rising.
The shadows retract.
The bodies lay dead.
The bodies lay dieing.
Victory is his.
Misery is ours.
Our soldiers are bleeding.
Our soldiers are pleading.
His are going home.
Forget us, we were nothing.
Forget us, we were nothing.
As we fell we finally understood,
That He was strong -
We were weak.
We should have joined them.
As we fell we finally understood,
That we were wrong -
He was right.
We missed our chance
Now for us, its to late.
Mi querido hermano Chapter 8Mi querido hermano Chapter 8 in Profiles More Like This
Pasaron un par de días y las cosas sencillamente no mejoraban, Phineas pasaba todo el día o en su habitación o en el patio, recostado en su cama viendo el techo o sentado bajo el árbol viendo a la nada, sin Ferb a su lado la mente de Phineas no pensaba en otra cosa que no fuera el británico
Prácticamente todo el mundo se dio cuenta que algo no estaba bien, en esos días todo era monótono, sin emoción, algo faltaba, algo importante
La mas que se dio cuenta de eso fue la misma Candace que en esos días esperaba que su hermano construyera algo para acusarlo como era habitual para ella, pero el pelirrojo no hacía nada, solamente se quedaba bajo ese árbol todo el día. Un aura melancólica rodeaba a Phineas, se veía tan triste y solo que parecía alma en pena al caminar
Candace no entendía que le pasaba a su hermano, sabía que extrañara a su hermano pero el hecho de que Phineas Flynn no aprovechara el
Mi querido hermano Chapter 15Mi querido hermano Chapter 15 in Profiles More Like This
En una enorme biblioteca en la ciudad de Londres, se encontraba Ferb rodeado de libros, una serie de exámenes muy importantes se acercaba y era muy importante que sus calificaciones fueran perfectas, más de un estudiante de esa academia se encontraba en esa biblioteca estudiando, Ferb estaba leyendo libros de todo tipo de temas, historia, matemáticas, ciencias sociales, naturaleza, ciencia, teorías de la vida, etc.
Habían docenas de libros amontonados a lo largo de la mesa donde se encontraba el peli verde, sus ojos azules leían atentamente cada palabra de todos esos libros, se esforzaba para aprender y memorizar toda esa información, el silencio de la biblioteca era casi absoluto, si no fuera por el hecho que llovía afuera no se escucharía nada, como el verano ya había finalizado las lluvias se hicieron más frecuentes, hacia mucho mas frio, se podían ver sus alientos al hablar, sin embargo Ferb no le parecía afectar, su mente estaba tan sumida en sus estudios que no notaba el clima.
Mi querido hermano Chapter 7Mi querido hermano Chapter 7 in Profiles More Like This
- Pasaron un par de dias y llego el primer dia de clases de Ferb, no estaba seguro si queria salir de la casa, no tenia ganas de poner ni un pie fuera de la casa, pero por esta academia razon es la causa de que este aqui, al menos eso fue que que le dijo a su familia
Se auto obligo a levantarse de la cama y a vestirse, hacia frio esa mañana, habia una suave neblina que cubria todo lo que alcanzaba su vista, probablemente lloveria en una hora o menos.
Se abotono la camisa hasta el cuello, le apretaba un poco pero no importaba, se puso unos pantalones negros y después un suéter gris que en el lado derecho del pecho a la altura del corazَn estaba el escudo de la escuela, el nombre de la academia estaba escrito en telas amarillas dentro de un escudo azul oscuro con adornos en el borde, se tuvo que tener mucho cuidado en coser esa prenda para que pareciera exactamente igual el escudo escolar, se puso unas zapatos lustrados y bajo a ver a sus abuelos
- ¿Estas listo
Mi querido hermano Chapter 14Mi querido hermano Chapter 14 in Profiles More Like This
Varias semanas han pasado, poco a poco las hojas de los arboles dejaron de ser verdes y cambiaron a amarillo, rojo y naranja, estaban muy secas y caían de las ramas, los días soleados ahora eran más escasos, remplazados por días nublados y el calor también disminuyo, el verano oficialmente había terminado, estaban a puertas del otoño y por tanto las vacaciones iban a terminar, Buford estaba muy malhumorado por ello al igual que otros niños pero lamentablemente era algo inevitable.
El sol salió siendo ligeramente tapado por unas nubes grandes y blancas, varios niños fueron obligados a despertar por sus padres, se veían varios niños con diferentes uniformes caminando por las calles acompañados por sus padres dirigiéndose a la escuela, otros iban en autos o en autobuses, las escuelas estaban abriéndose y iniciaba ya el primer día de clases, Buford era llevado a la fuerza por su madre hacia la escuela, el bravucón usaba una chaqueta gris oscuro, unos pantalones azules, llevaba también un
Mi querido hermano Chapter 11Mi querido hermano Chapter 11 in Profiles More Like This
Abrió los ojos muy lentamente esperando que sus ojos se acostumbraran a la luz, anoche se quedo dormido en los brazos de Ferb. Phineas Flyn recordó lo de anoche, los dos se confesaron el uno al otro, Phineas se ruborizo un poco al recordarlo pero también sonrió, su corazón saltaba al pensar en ello.
Se volteo para ver al peli verde, sin embargo el no estaba en la habitación, Phineas se sentó en la cama buscando con la mirada a su hermanastro, arqueo una ceja al no verlo, se levanto de la cama dispuesto a salir del cuarto y buscarlo
Lo que no sabía era que Ferb se encontraba en el patio de la casa, caminando de un lugar al otro pensando profundamente, logro salir del cuarto sin que Phineas se despertara para poder estar a solas.
Sentía como si su corazón fuese a explotar por el poderoso y hermoso sentimiento que reinaba enteramente en él, la felicidad que sentía al saber que sus sentimientos eran correspondidos era tan grande que ninguno de sus inventos, la montaña rusa, la máquina
Mi querido hermano Chapter 5Mi querido hermano Chapter 5 in Profiles More Like This
Fue la noche más larga en la vida de Phineas, después de desquitarse con su hermano y salir corriendo de su propia casa estuvo vagando por casi todo Danville pensando en todo lo que había ocurrido en tan poco tiempo, después de todo lo que habían pasado juntos, Ferb se iba... era algo tan increíble que sencillamente era imposible de creer, Phineas no podía dejar de pensar en la conversación que Ferb tuvo con sus padres, no podía creer que ellos decidieran que su hermano se fuera, ¿Por qué se quería ir?... no lo entendía...
No tenía idea por cuánto tiempo estuvo caminando pero sentía como sus pies le dolían con cada paso, la hermosa luna estaba oculta detrás de una enorme nube, caminaba en medio de una noche en tinieblas, las luces de la calle no eran suficiente para iluminar nada, el pelirrojo no sabía cuántas veces termino llorando en esa noche, con cada pensamiento de esto incitaba a l
Mi querido hermano Chapter 3Mi querido hermano Chapter 3 in Profiles More Like This
Caminaron tranquilamente por la acera en camino al cine, Phineas solo pensaba en lo divertido que sería la película, sin darse cuenta que Isabella no paraba verlo, ni un perro babea mas por un filete que esa niña por Phineas, su cabeza se lleno de ideas de enamorados, citas en restaurantes elegantes, regalos, bodas, hijos, nietos etc., etc.
Rayos, prácticamente ella planeo la vida de Phineas por él, se metió automáticamente a "Phineas-Landia" con todos esos pensamientos
-Oye Isabella ¿Como es la película que iremos a ver?
Ni la propia voz de Phineas trajo de vuelta a Isabella de su fantasía, el pelirrojo solo la vio con cara de extrañado por la inmensa sonrisa que ella tenía mientras cerraba fuertemente los ojos, a veces Isabella era algo extraña
Cuando llegaron al cine, Phineas fue a comprar los boletos y Isabella fue a ver las carteleras de las demás películas, admiraba una en especial, la imagen era de un jov
Mi querido hermano Chapter 6Mi querido hermano Chapter 6 in Profiles More Like This
El día era opaco, no sentía el calor del sol, el hermoso color azul del cielo se volvió gris, se sentía tan solo... todo en lo que podía pensar era en Ferb y lo mucho que lo extrañaba, solo llevaban un día separados pero lo sentía como una eternidad, se preguntaba si había llegado bien a Inglaterra, si estaría bien con sus abuelos y más que nada... ¿Cuánto tendría que esperar para volverlo a ver?
Esa mañana la paso sentado bajo el árbol del patio, se sentía raro estar hay sin nadie a su lado, sin el aquí... Sacudió su cabeza tratando de dejar de pensar en el pero sin importar que, si trataba de concentrarse en algo más su mente volvía a pensar en su querido hermano
Como por esta hora ellos ya tenían una gran idea, un gran proyecto que haría un día común y corriente en algo fabuloso, pero... Su mente solo se encontraba recordando los ojos azules de Ferb y lo mucho
Mi querido hermano Chapter 1Mi querido hermano Chapter 1 in Profiles More Like This
El verano parece eterno, en este día en el que el sol brillaba detrás de unas pequeñas nubes y un viento refrescante pasaba por el vecindario, todo parece absolutamente normal..... Pero en Danville lo que es normal para ellos puede ser lo más extraño del mundo, ¿Cuántas veces en la vida puedes ver a un hombre que parece farmacéutico saliendo volando desde el último piso de un edificio?
-¡¡TE ODIO PERRY EL ORNITORRINCO!!
Desde la vetona rota se asoma un ornitorrinco con una expresión seria
- Grrr~ (Lo sé)
Mientras no muy lejos de hay había un par de niños con sus amigos, esos chicos eran nada más y nada menos que Phineas y Ferb en que en este día de verano crearon un nuevo invento, "Bazucas que lanzan globos de agua"
- ¡Toma Buford!
- *Splash* ¡Oye!
- ¡Ten esto, Baljeet!
- *¡Splash!* ¡HA!, ay no, mi ropa se lava en seco
- Bien, ahora solo quedan Isabella y.
Mi querido hermano Chapter 13Mi querido hermano Chapter 13 in Profiles More Like This
Todos los chicos del vecindario estaban reunidos al frente de la casa de los Flynn Fletcher. Cuando los chicos se enteraron que Phineas se fue a Londres se creó toda una conmoción, varios estaban asustados pensando que Phineas también iba a ir a esa prestigiosa academia, entre todos ellos Isabella era la más angustiada, no entendía que le pasaba a Phineas, cuando hablo con el por última vez ... No lo entendía, ¿Qué había pasado? Parecía que el peli rojo al fin estaba abriendo su corazón y ¿se fue así sin más? Por más que lo meditaba menos lo entendía.
-¿Qué le pasa a ese inútil? ¿Se fugo de casa o qué?- Dijo fastidiado Buford, ya bastante malo fue cuando Ferb se fue como para que Phineas desapareciera.
-Buford cálmate, debe de ver una razón de por qué Phineas se halla ido- El hindú trato de calmar a Buford con sus palabras.
Todos estaban intentando entender las razones por las cuales el peli-rojo se fue tan de repente, pero por más que lo razonaban no se les ocurría alguna razón,
A MessengerVolghen walked back up the hall to the doors to his quarters. He stood for a moment outside, glancing at the intricate designs on the hard wooden surfaces. The doors themselves were carved from the finest wood from the trees of Lamia Etan and had intricate weaving patterns scribed into them. In the centre of the two doors was a circular silver plate bearing the Xandathian seal - two crossed swords with a mighty have spreading its wings above them. Volghen heaved open the doors and stepped inside his room. His quarters were quite similar in nature to Sordath's throne room save for a few decorative details and the notable difference in size. Grisly trophies of past kills adorned every grey stone wall in between the golden torch holders. Despite being smaller than the throne room Volghen's quarters were still quite large and suitably lavish. Deep purple velvet curtains hung either side of a vast window on the far side of the room, a rug made from the skin of a wild Xandathian bear killedA Messenger in Fantasy More Like This
The Tower: Nemda NiethThe Tower: Nemda Nieth in Fantasy More Like This
Two armoured guards stood either side of the entrance to the tower. They were burly men with coarse black hair, boasting the same armour as Kharadin. The dark metal glowed a dank orange in the light of the torches above them. Both guards were armed with halberds held upright as they stood, the great weapons stood a fearsome 2 metres tall next to their wielders. Both of them stared long and hard at the land before them, silent and still. Kharadin stood in front of the guards, who fell one knee before the big Xenoch.
"Rise." Kharadin uttered. The two muscular men resumed their stances and stood silent once again. The Xenoch vice commander strolled past the men and into the tower.
He made his way through the entrance hall of Nemda Nieth. The grand passage was lined either side with towering statues of some of the greatest warriors that had ever served in the Xandathian army. Always noticeable was the absence of a memorial to arguably one of the mightiest in history - Koryk. Sordath had ma
Behind the FallsBehind the Falls in Fantasy More Like This
Arazel walked directly at Kharadin, seemingly ignorant of the fact he was there. Kharadin stood unsure of what to do, thinking that the elder god had to manoeuvre around him at some point. Contrary to what the Kharadin expected, Arazel carried on toward him, walking straight through the weary knight. As Arazel passed through him Kharadin felt the same icy chill all over his body as his fingers had when he pawed the blue mist. So many things that Arazel was capable of completely dumbfounded Kharadin.
The blue robed god stopped and gestured over toward the waterfall. "Are you familiar with the Falls of Despair?" he asked without so much as looking at Kharadin.
"The waterfall you mean? No." Kharadin replied his tone still one of confusion.
"Hmmm, blissfully ignorant I suppose." Arazel closed his eyes in thought, "You desire to know about the entity in Pandema correct?"
"What? You mean you know?" Kharadin blurted out his reply without much consideration.
"Still intensely calm and in though
The End of the PassageThe End of the Passage in Fantasy More Like This
After a few minutes of walking Arazel drew to an abrupt halt. Kharadin looked ahead and saw a huge stone wall in front of them with a giant crest carved into its face. The crest depicted two serpents bound by a triad. He recognised the crest, after all there were few people over Vanaar that wouldn't.
"With all due respect Lord Arazel. Is this all I was brought to see? A wall with the crest of the Eta'ai emblazoned on it?"
"Patience really is a concept that escapes you isn't it Kharadin?" The Elder God stepped toward the wall and knelt down on one knee, raising his left fist to his face and extending his first two fingers. "Brace yourself Kharadin."
Suddenly a bright blue light surrounded Arazel, the force of the aura almost took Kharadin of his feet. It felt as though an immense wind was rushing through the cavern, trying to carry him back to the entrance. Looking up he noticed that the crest carved into the vast wall before them was slowly lighting up. White light was gradually breaki
The Keeping Grounds: Part 1The Keeping Grounds: Part 1 in Fantasy More Like This
As Kharadin reached the hilltop he headed toward the vesparath keeping grounds. They only occupied a relatively small portion of the royal compound because despite the giant size of the creatures it housed, there were relatively few of them. Only the highest officers were granted the privilege of riding one. Only important cross-regional journeys where an imposition needs to be made warrant the use of vesparath, even with his high rank Kharadin had to ride a horse most of the time.
He dismounted the large white behemoth an approached the keepers hut. When he drew within paces of the door a large, deep voice bellowed out from within the small wooden structure. "Long time no see Sir Kharadin". An unmistakable hoarse, booming laugh sounded and Kharadin knew exactly whom he was talking to.
"Evening Darunte, are you going to assist me or do I have to unsaddle this vesparath myself?"
Darunte let out another hoarse laugh "I see Pandema hasn't changed you one bit. You're as impatient as ever."
Kharadin's ReportKharadin's Report in Fantasy More Like This
The grand doors closed behind Kharadin and with that Sordath rose from his throne. Kharadin walked toward the towering Emperor and fell to one knee before him "Your Majesty, I have returned from the nation of Pandema." the big Xenoch was humbled before the great ruler before him.
"Rise Sir Kharadin." Sordath sat back down "What is happening in Pandema? Start from the beginning."
Kharadin rose to his feet and stood strong. "Now is a time of civil unrest in the nation of Pandema your Majesty. Current goings on have left the Pandeman public restless and frightened. As the days pass by King Varda is becoming dangerous and paranoid, his grip on his kingdom is slowly slipping in the wake of an unseen foe."
Sordath's eyes narrowed as he glared at the black armoured Xenoch. "Your orders were to find out exactly what was going on Kharadin." The Xandathian Emperor raised his voice "So far you have told me everything I already knew!" He slammed his fist down on the armrest of his throne.
An Unexpected GuestAn Unexpected Guest in Fantasy More Like This
Making his way back down the long, spiral staircase Kharadin mulled over ideas of what the disturbance in Pandema may actually be due to. He had dealt with forces before that had laid cities and civilisations to waste, but the thought that one person or thing could command the power that Fareng described to him was quite disturbing.
The way Kharadin imagined it the power this thing wielded was like no other he had witnessed. Clearly there was some form of magic involved but to make flames erupt from the ground was far beyond the proficiency of any practitioner or the arcane arts. He was familiar with the spells one could perform with knowledge of the arts, for he himself was taught as part of becoming a Xenoch Knight and at no point did he recall flames bursting forth from the ground being part of his learning. Even Rynn, his tutor, never displayed such ability. The more he thought the more perplexing the problem became, who or what exactly was causing all of the trouble in Pandema? Mo
New MorningKharadin's eyes burst open as he awoke, he quickly threw the covers from his body and frantically felt his chest, surprised when he saw no gaping wound. He laid back down in relief and thought to himself. A dream, just a dream. Slightly troubled by the visions that he saw Kharadin began to get out of bed, looking over at Rhianne who, despite all of Kharadin's movement was still sleeping peacefully. Kharadin moved his legs around and sat perched on the edge of the mattress still pondering what his dream could have meant. He remembered Arazel telling him that he and Volghen had to stop whatever it was that was causing havoc in Pandema, that they had to kill that woman. How am I supposed to convince Sordath to allow us to travel to Pandema? He believes there is no threat so how am I supposed to make him think otherwise?New Morning in Fantasy More Like This
A bright ray of sunlight streamed in from the crack between the red curtains, Kharadin lifted his arm to shield his eyes from the sudden light. A small groan came from beh
An Unknown PlaceAn Unknown Place in Fantasy More Like This
A thick layer of grey cloud sheeted the sky above. The morose quilt drifting slowly sideways, yet showing no end. Bolts of lightning brought occasional spots of light to the dank monotone accompanied by deafening claps of thunder. A storm was raging in the heavens yet there was no rain, there air was clear as the thunder and lightning continued on.
Below was a ruin, riddled with smashed stone structures and overgrown vines. Granite pillars stood with no tops to complete them. Wrecked structures jutted aimlessly out of the mud below them. Long dead plants littered the ground, robbed of all that previously gave them life.
Overlooking the whole area was a vast waterfall, the top hidden beyond the layer of cloud. At the base, there was a deep pool where the falling water collected. The force of the falling water striking the pool threw up a white spray, but the further afield the water was clear. Near the edge of a pool Kharadin floated face down, seemingly lifeless. He circled as he drift
The Keeping Grounds: Part 2The Keeping Grounds: Part 2 in Fantasy More Like This
"Well if you put it that way I suppose there is a bit I can tell you." Kharadin finished his drink and put his feet up on the large wooden table next to him. "Have you ever heard of a warrior who goes by the name of Tuloch?"
"Yes I have. He's a wandering pagan who scours the world in search of worthy opponents to battle."
"Worthy opponents? He just looks for trouble that's how I see it. He's just a fat heretic bully boy with brains in his biceps and little substance between his ears. All he needed was a good thrashing."
"You fought him then?"
"Fought is the wrong word, he acted rashly and ended up making a fool of himself. I ran into him when I was in Lamaith. I was searching the town for anyone who could give me some idea of what had been going on in Pandema at the time. I was directed to a small ale-house in a backstreet area of the town where the local thieves' guild met. I was well aware of the information that thieves can pick up during their 'work' and thought it a good idea to p
Red WorldRed World:Red World in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
The red water runs,
Turning into an ocean,
A world shall soon scream...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 22nd February 2012
My Beautiful FilthMy Beautiful Filth:My Beautiful Filth in Free Verse More Like This
We'll start with the rose petals
scattered lavishly across the bed
A symbolic collage of my broken thoughts
like memories crushed and thrown into the winds
they lie where they fall, forever forgotten...
Tacks and nails shall line the floor!
A perfect representation of my painful steps
To walk forward was to suffer
to stand still was to endure
Like the insults thrown at me, like the physical abuse
they drive their way into my skin and remain embedded
Unable to be removed except by force
And now comes the masterpiece, the perfect finishing touch
A wall of words and photographs depicting my sorrows and greivances
The filthy shame of these long years and the pain which I've kept inside
Now I engrave it into this concrete canvas...
Let all the world know of what was done to me
even as I part from it...
For in death I swear they shall have no reprieve!
In life I wanted to be beautiful and in death I shall finally be so
For the weight of
Eternal Life [Remix]Eternal Life [Remix]:Eternal Life [Remix] in Free Verse More Like This
We are creatures of mortality
Born to live and die.
Yet there are those amongst us
Who resent the last goodbye.
They see it as an end to things;
The call of colder waves.
They have a fear of being trapped;
Locked away in graves.
But deep beneath the buried earth
No one hears you scream.
Pound and smash against the coffin;
End this horrid dream!
Kiss the flower of the reaper
Bear his blissful touch...
Soon you will be wisked away
Warm within his clutch!
But now you know the dreaded fear
Of why we cannot die.
We hear the reaper calling us
That we cannot lie.
In both our dreams and waking nights;
We see the blackest fate.
His cackles fill our bitter days
And they will not abate.
That is why we drink this now
Poison good or ill.
Either we will live forever
Or die against his will.
"I will not be death's puppet..."
-Chen Yuan Wen ft. IrrenderNarr42, 23rd March 2012
The Kraken's SeaThe Kraken's Sea:The Kraken's Sea in Free Verse More Like This
In the deepest night our ship was sailing
Quietly through the moonlit sea.
Until we saw the monstrosity rising
'By the gods, it couldn't be!'
From the watery depths we heard it shriek;
Tendrils arcing toward the sky.
Like harpoons cast toward the heavens
The time for battle was nigh.
My crew prepared the starboard cannons
As I steered my ship through the rumbling tide.
The vicious whirpool which drew us in,
Was the abyss in which the beast would hide.
Soon it began to strike at us;
Tentacles lashing like deadly whips!
Several times we were nearly broken
As it clicked and smacked its horrid lips...
'Fire!' I screamed as the cannons roared
Each one delivering a ball of death.
I watched as its skin puckered and burst
My heart racing with every breath...
The creature thrashed and writhed about
As its painful fury scattered the sea!
But slowly we watched it slink away
And our hearts lit up with glee.
Our grins soon turned to garish laughs
As we whooped
Hey BroHey Bro:Hey Bro in Free Verse More Like This
It's been awhile since I've come by
I guess that's my bad this time
A lot of stuff has changed recently
And I kind of wish that you could see it all
I've got a girlfriend now, she's sweet and caring
I remember when you used to joke that I'd never get one
It always used to make me so mad...
Did you know, she's got green eyes. My favourite colour
She makes great food and I really wish she could have met you
Diablo three finally came out and I know we were waiting for that one
You always used to promise that we'd play it together sometime
But I know that it's impossible with the way things are...
I thought a lot about getting the game, walked into the store even
I tried picking it up, but my hands just kept shaking
I ended up leaving without buying anything...
You know, I still have all of our old stuff...
Your dice, your miniatures, your Paladin character sheet
It's even got that little stain in the corner, the big yellow one
I remember how pissed
Surreal RealitySurreal Reality:Surreal Reality in Free Verse More Like This
The tides that bind a fallen city,
Swirls of vision, animosity...
Lost beneath a silvered glass,
Watch and wait as hours pass.
You find yourself, now surreal,
Surrounded by clocks with a ticking squeal.
You walk to the kitchen, a hand you find,
A platter in which to place your mind.
The microwave dings, the toaster rings,
From the oven you pull, intestinal strings.
You stab with the knife, it ends in your head,
Place your mind into a toasted bread...
You walk to the car, you breathe in deep,
You look into your pocket; the bottle you keep.
You take a long swig, it's a magical drive,
Your soul falls asleep while you await to arrive.
Silence, broken silence,
Emptiness filled with eyes and ears,
Rainbows haunt and tear the skies,
Falling rain like bitter tears...
Broken and unspoken,
Suddenly you are bowed!
Your throat explodes with shards of glass,
It ends the life to which you vowed...
Each gurgle of blood that is caught on your lips,
The sputum you cough is fleck
Are We Not Free?Are We Not Free?:Are We Not Free? in Free Verse More Like This
Ye say that nothin' changes;
That all we're tryin' t' do is fer naught.
Ye say that nothing's wrong,
That we should be acceptin' of our fate.
But why should we simply accept things as they are?
Are we no' a free people?
Are we no' allowed t' speak our minds?
Every man, every woman in this land,
Has the freedom t' choose their own path.
If our ideals must beg us differ,
Then that too is a part of the change that grips us.
What exactly do ye have t' fear?
If yer stoic in ye ideal that nothin' will ever change.
Why not simply ignore us;
A passin' flight o' fancy that we are...
Yet still ye try, ye attempt t' change our minds.
Ye pacify us with the notion of acceptance,
Highlightin' the fact that the world is fine.
Ye say that this is the way that things should be!
That m'friend, is yer personal freedom;
I'll not impinge upon it, fer it be yours.
I only ask, if ye could kindly mind,
Not to treat us, like we're bleedin' blind...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18th July 2013
Just Smile...Perhaps I should confess to you,Just Smile... in Free Verse More Like This
That I am trapped within this box of crushing insecurity...
Screaming as I shatter my nails against the wall.
But I'm sure you'll tell me to just smile and wave.
Sensual TortureSensual Torture:Sensual Torture in Free Verse More Like This
You are but a simple pawn;
Caught in a maelstrom of ill feelings and turmoil.
You were not meant to be here -
But unfortunately, here you are my friend...
Now then, I do not wish to drag this out;
There is no purpose in badgering someone who knows so little.
However - without your confession - I'm afraid that
I would not know whom I should share my - pleasures with...
Though I'm certain that you will be sharing plenty...
Of course, it will probably be a poor idea to make you scream,
At least not while I'm still enjoying your fear.
Instead we'll begin with a simple agony;
A quick taste of your pain to whet my appetite...
We'll begin with just a thin incision,
One that is made in the center of both your eyelids.
And then, then we'll make another cut - this one just above the eyes...
Ah, I will adore the feeling of watching your skin peel apart
As the scalpel bites in and draws it aside; much like the curtain
Set upon a theatre stage. It is the
Song of RaineShe scatters the seeds with her tiny hands.Song of Raine in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And pictures the sunset in a distant land.
She dreams of places, where she'd be free.
With clouds as far as the eyes could see.
And there she'd dance to the song of the rain,
While I would watch from my window pane.
With a smile befitting such a lovely girl;
The daughter I lost, to a cruel world...
Death Doesn't Happen To YouYour death doesn't happen to youDeath Doesn't Happen To You in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
No, you get peace for eternity
At the cost of a single cut
What you don't see,
Are all those people
Left standing at your funeral
Trying to figure out
How they'll be able
To live in a world
Without you in it.
Yet you have the audacity to think
You could take something as important
As your life away from us,
To put our hearts at stake
And throw your life away
Because you can't take
The struggle of living.
What you don't see
Is that your life isn't yours,
It belongs to me
It belongs our mom and our dad
Your growing number of friends
And that girl you wish you had
Your life never belonged to you
It is a gift that belongs
To those who care for you
And you think you have the right
To just throw that away
As if our love doesn't matter
That we could be cast astray,
Well i won't be
i love you too much for that
And whenever you try leave
I'll always bring you back
Because your death doesn't happen to you
It happens to me
To our mom and dad
Your growing number of
Her words consumed herHer words consumed her in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
She was screaming
but her words consumed her cry
enticing me with their beauty
till I forgot their meaning.
She fell so completely
so wonderfully in love
with the ideal of her own insanity
that the wings
which I had nailed into her spine
were held closed
by her blood stained hands
as she fell
so far beyond my reach
however never far enough
that I couldn't hear
the lovely limericks
and seductive sonnets
hail down upon me in hoarse screams,
their beauty forcing me to my knees
and their truth, of the pain
which you romanticized into glorious
plays of shadowed fingers
narrated by tutored pleas
for someone,for anyone,
slowly crushing my heart.
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will forever be how I remember you.
I won't remember your petite
and deliciously sweet smile.
I won't remember the nervous way
you'd embrace me
as though my open arms
might be retracted at any moment.
I won't remember your kindness
wrought from a belief you deserved
none of what life had been willing
to bless upon you.
I won't remember how I nearly loved
every little part of you
from your crooked smirk
to your large hands
molded perfectly to fit in mine.
I will remember your cowardice
your fear of the possibility of my love.
I will remember your lies
whispered sweetly to me
in that empty library
of how you thought
we could last together.
I will remember all the embittered
and loving words
which choked me as you forced
This isn't the type of love that deserves poetryThis isn't the type of loveThis isn't the type of love that deserves poetry in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
that deserves poetry,
born out of an inability
to survive alone,
born from a necessity
to believe in a lie
I'll continue to whisper
in your ear each night.
"I'll protect you"...
A lie neither of us believe
and neither of us dispute
for fear of losing our only tether
to this decrepit existence
that we both fear so much...
this love isn't romantic
nor is it confrontational
its not comforting
nor is it disturbing,
It's merely there
sinking beside us
in the sea of life ,
that's gently drowning us,
we can almost breathe.
An Unexpected Visit - Part 1A rider was slowly making his way up the narrow, winding road, leading to one of the lesser known entrances of the mountain. The rider was draped in dark cloth, hugging the neck of his horse as if he was having trouble holding on. He was almost invisible in the night, as the mountain was black and huge to the star- and moonless night sky. The watch post on Ravenhill had all but overlooked him, had not the horse neighed tiredly in the quiet night.An Unexpected Visit - Part 1 in Drama More Like This
A raven was sent to Thorin immediately, who gathered around him some of his bodyguards, as well as his nephews, and went to greet this unexpected visitor.
When the horse passed the last tree before the mountain, the company of Thorin stood expecting, a hundred feet away, holding axes and swords in case they needed to defend themselves, however unlikely it would seem. Thorin liked to maintain the sense of control in any situation, if not only to show off.
«Halt!» Said he in his strong voice. The words bellowed in the empty air.
An Unexpected Visit - Part 2Wrath of an uncleAn Unexpected Visit - Part 2 in Drama More Like This
Kíli touched the soft curve of Tauriel’s belly many times carefully, in awe of the news he had never anticipated. He had never dreamed of fathering a child. As most dwarves, it had never interested him. Now it was as if he had thoughts for nothing else.
Tauriel touched his face, and she smiled, as if she could not understand he was real, sitting beside her. She had yearned for this moment for what seemed like an eternity. Now she felt his hand upon her belly, beholding what they had created together, and she felt blissful.
Kíli eyed the elf maiden, and he thought she looked wary underneath her wonderful smile. At that moment the healer they had brought her to when they found her that night, entered the room. It was an old dwarven lady. Some said she was older than 300 years, but Kíli didn't truly believe them. Still, she had agreed to help Tauriel the best she could, despite knowing little of the elves and their births. She had brought many
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Dís closed the door behind her, for Tauriel had become too tired to talk further, and she needed the rest she could get in-between her contractions, which was getting closer by the hour. It was not long before the baby would come, and Dís knew that there was one thing she needed to do before it did.
Outside Kíli sat sound asleep in the chair next to the door, leaning forward on his left hand, snoring faintly as he always did. Dís kissed his head and touched his raven black hair softly, not wanting to wake her troubled son. She was pained by his distress, and she felt again the anger of her brother’s actions warm her cheeks.
«Mother?» Fíli stood leaning on one of the columns, and straightened himself when Dís came out into the corridor. His spoke softly, and Dís heard despair weaken his voice. She went to him and embraced her oldest son, who put his strong arms around her, needing her support in this momen
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«I was the one who found Tauriel in the woods, many years ago. She was the lone survivor of an orc-attack of a company of elves traveling west. Her mother had hidden her in a hollow log, and I heard the cries one day when I was out riding with my father. I was a young elf, but she was an infant, and the moment I saw her and took her in my arms she stopped crying and looked at me with those big, green eyes of hers. I was enthralled, and even if my father never approved I always loved her. I gave her all the greatest gifts; her home, her life, her position. Had I not asked my father for his kindness, she would have died in that forest when she was a child. All I ever did for her, I did out of love. Do you see now that I love her, that she belongs with me?»
Fíli was surprised by what the elf told him. He touched his beard and took a step forward in a haze of information and new things to consider.
«Now?» Legolas looked as if he
An Unexpected Visit - Part 5Something worth concideringAn Unexpected Visit - Part 5 in Drama More Like This
Dís stood with her back to Thorin’s door for a while, with tears streaming down her cheeks. She heaved for breath, for she felt a heavy pressure on her chest, and could hardly breath. She tightened her hands into fists, trying to calm down. Her breathing came easier, and she blinked determined to stop the tears from falling.
She was out of her mind with anger for her brother, yet she understood everything he had said, and knew it was not simply his hatred of the elves who limited him. Dís understood his restrictions, and she knew Kíli had broken several laws, and would have to several others before this would all be resolved. Yet she wished Thorin would prioritize his family, as she knew he loved them all dearly.
Dís straightened herself when she heard steps in the dark of the corridor. She saw a figure walking towards her in the light of the lantern by Thorin’s door, the only one lighted in the corridor.
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Fíli, the captain and the commander were startled when the door was abruptly opened and the elf entered the corridor from Kíli's room.
Legolas closed the door and stood with his forehead leaned towards the wood for a moment. Tears streamed from his face, and he clenched his jaw and shut his eyes to the intense pain of his breaking heart. His hands were in fists and his knuckles whitened under the strength as he hugged the door.
The three dwarves shared a look of discomfort as none of them were willing to interrupt the elf, and whatever he was doing. Fíli saw Legolas' shoulders rise and fall rapidly as he heaved for breath. The prince was uncertain of the situation, and yet he saw it as his responsibility, as future king, to be the first to speak.
«Legolas,» Fíli spoke, his steady voice revealing barely a trace of his uncertainty.
At the sound of his name Legolas turned abruptly, his movement sharp and his expre
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Kíli's heart was beating harder with every step he took through the dark corridors. The commander held the lantern as he walked in front of them all, leading the way from the captain's office to the chamber where Kíli's lover and their child slumbered. The light from the lantern did little to cast away the shadows of his mind. He was not at all sure how Tauriel would react, if he had made the right decision, or what Legolas intended to do once he saw her. Legolas had claimed he only wished to speak with her, and that he wished her no harm, yet Kíli couldn't help but feel the cold doubt gnaw at his mind.
They all walked in silence, the commander leading, with Kíli and Thorin right behind, Legolas following them, and with Fíli at the very end of the company. Fíli still felt he had no purpose in all of this, as he was little help to his brother in all of this. At least he could watch Legolas to make sure he did not
Kili and Tauriel - Could you love me? A fanfictionKíli wasn't sure what to do or say when he looked upon the beautiful, tall elf maiden. As a dwarf he was neither tall nor beautiful, unlike the elven men this maiden must normally be courted by. He was therefore unsure if her feelings were like his, or of another nature.Kili and Tauriel - Could you love me? A fanfiction in Romance More Like This
He was shorter than her by a head, and far less beautiful. Kíli wasn't even a mature dwarf by the standard of his own kin. He was still young at 77 years of age, and his beard wouldn't grow in full yet. Tauriel was as complete as any mature woman could be, or so he believed.
When he laid his eyes upon her he felt as though his insides were melting gold, and he felt his mouth dry, as no words could escape him. She was fairer than any gem or stone he had ever seen. She was shining brighter than Mithril, and her skin was clearer than any diamond. It looked as smooth as well, and he yearned to touch it.
When Tauriel then took his hand he was even more dumbstruck, and he had to lick his lips before being able to u
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When Kíli and Thorin returned after their walk, they saw Fíli standing alone outside Kíli's chamber. He had a look of nervous anticipation, for Fíli knew he would have to discuss his decision with Thorin, and he was not entirely sure that his uncle would approve. He had, after all, given an elf the permission to come and go as he chose in their kingdom. It was the first time a dwarf had opened his home to an elf since Moria, when the city had been the trading ground for elves and dwarves alike, many ages ago. A flicker of hope had kindled in his heart that maybe there once again could exist such a place for elves and dwarves to come together in peace.
«Fíli? Where is Legolas?» Thorin asked, his voice hard and his brows creased, as he handed Kíliel carefully back to her father's arms. Kíli accepted the bundle with a worried look as he waited for his brother to answer the question. They came closer
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«The child is coming!»
Many things happened at that moment. Firstly the door burst open and Kíli came rushing in. «Tauriel,» he exclaimed as he saw his uncle at her side, holding her hand. He looked at Thorin with frightened, yet accusing eyes. Thorin let go of her hand and moved away from her bedside. Kíli said nothing as he stepped around his uncle, to sit by Tauriel’s side, taking her hand in his. Uncle and nephew didn’t exchange words, yet it was clear what they told each other by their looks.
Secondly the midwife got up from her chair in the corner, as she prepared for the birth, bringing with her a basin of clean water, and several linen towels to the foot of the bed. She sat down at her stool, and began to wash her hands in the basin.
Thirdly Dís entered the room, with Fíli not far behind. She looked from Tauriel to Kíli, and then her eyes caught Thorin’s. She walked to stand
To Love the Enemy ch.5"Arcee, can I ask you something?"To Love the Enemy ch.5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Depends. What is it?"
"If I were to leave the Decepticons, do you think the Autobots would allow me to stay? I mean, I know there would be tension, but Ratchet could always use an extra pair of servos in case of an emergency."
Arcee stared at the Con before her with more joy than surprise in her optics, "I think we would be able to work something out. Optimus wouldn't mind the change of spark, and the others would have to learn that even Cons can change." She stroked his faceplates and smiled when he leaned into the touch, "Are you really thinking about leaving the Decepticons?"
"I think I've put up with Starscream's so-called 'leadership' for long enough. I'm tired of him stalling and prolonging the inevitable outcome of this war." He couldn't keep himself from smiling as he added, "All that, and Optimus has nice rims. I'd really like to serve under a leader that knows how to make twenty-four gauge rims look good."
Arcee laughed with him and punch
To Love the Enemy ch.3Breakdown was finishing up his late night shift in the medbay of the darkened warship. It was actually Knockout's job to stay up all night and buff the downed overlord, but once again, his partner was absent from his post, leaving him to pick up the slack. Just as he finished buffing the last of the rust off Megatron's left servo, the medbay doors swished opened and revealed said medic, a drunken-happy look plastered on his faceplates.To Love the Enemy ch.3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Where have you been?" Breakdown asked while putting the buffer away, "Starscream is furious! You promised him you wouldn't leave without his permission!"
Knockout slumped down onto a nearby chair and grabbed a polishing rag from the counter to shine his armor with, "I just went for a joyride-"
"All day?" Breakdown turned to face his partner, anger and concern showing on his faceplates, "Knockout, you went to see that Autobot again, didn't you?"
The answer was obvious as soon as he said it. Knockout's smirk grew into a wide grin and he couldn't keep hims
To Love the Enemy ch.8The morning after that eventful day on the Nemesis was filled with suspense. Bulkhead, Arcee, Bumblebee, and the kids waited while Ratchet finished with his scans on Optimus. Turning the scanning machine off, Ratchet looked up to his long time friend with relief in his optics.To Love the Enemy ch.8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I wouldn't advise anything strenuous Optimus, but it appears as if your systems have fully recovered from the Cybonic Plague."
"Thanks to your medical expertise old friend." Optimus complimented while stepping out of the scanner.
"It was your scout who braved unknown territory to locate the cure." Ratched said turning to Bumblebee. Said scout bashfully waved the praise off, but Arcee interjected.
"Lucky for us Megatron was still alive." At Bumblebees inquarry, Arcee added, "Yeah, I actually said that."
"What matters, is that you are on the mend Optimus, while Megatron-"
Bumblebee cut in and Arcee translated, "Bee's right. Did my best to finish Megatron's story...just couldn't stick around long enough to see how
To Love the Enemy ch.7Knockout looked over himself, smoothing out his newly recovered faceplates with a polishing rag. Once the nanites had started reconstructing the damage to his face, it had taken a few short hours before he was as good as new.To Love the Enemy ch.7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well that was a harrowing experience. First my finish, then my face...the things I do for that femme."
Thinking of said femme made a pang in guilt stab at his chassis. It had been about a week since he had last seen her, and he was pretty sure that she was going to want an explanation for being gone for so long.
"What am I supposed to tell her? 'I couldn't see you because I made my commander angry'? No, she knows I'd sneak out no matter what order I was given. 'I was busy repairing some soldiers'? Hmph, like I actually give a slag about those drones. I could just say-"
"You could just tell her the truth."
Knockout spun around to see Breakdown leaning against the medbay doors with a smirk that told him he had heard everything. He glared at his assistant before ret
To Love the Enemy ch.6The evening patrol had always been Arcee's favorite time of the day. It was the only time she could leave the base and drive by herself. No human, no partner (yet), just her and the road. Of course, after every successful patrol, she always made that little detour through the forest to where either Knockout waited patiently for her, or she would wait for him. They had never missed a night with each other. It was a perfect system.To Love the Enemy ch.6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Of course, nothing can ever be truly perfect.
It had been four days since she had last seen Knockout. Coincidently, it was the same four days after they had bonded together. Arcee didn't want to draw any conclusions, but she had begun to question whether Knockout had used her for a quick spark merge, or just didn't want to admit that he had actualy bonded with an Autobot. She highly doubted either of those thoughts, but the nagging feeling in the back of her processor made her briefly wonder if she really had been played for a fool.
"I couldn't have. The other
To Love the Enemy ch.9"Roses are a human tradition Knockout. And last I checked, you were a Cybertronian...who hated humans."To Love the Enemy ch.9 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Arcee had made it to the 'getaway spot', as Knockout liked to call it, she had found the ground littered with red and white roses. It was obvious that Knockout was trying to make amends by channeling his emotions through a human-like method. In other words, he was trying to get on her good side by pretending to like the flesh creatures she was so keen on protecting.
"That...may be true, but given the chance, I'll put my distaste for them aside, if only to get you to forgive me."
For Knockout to stoop to a humans level was definitely a surprise, but it wasn't enough to get Arcee to falter. She was going to get to the bottom of why he lied to her whether he liked it or not. She tread carefully over to him, trying not to step on and crush the beautiful looking flowers beneath her. Finally face to face with him on the cliff overlooking the valley, she folded her servos and arched a
To Love the Enemy'Arcee...'To Love the Enemy in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Arcee opened her optics to see a dark silhouette hovering over her. The only light source came from the light blue optics peering down at her. She squinted a little, the blurry figure starting to become more clear, even if it was still a shadow. She recognized the two horn-like ornaments on top of its head, and the blue optics held a certain familiarity about them that made her almost instantly remember who it was.
She smiled at her old friend and reached out to place a servo on his faceplates. As soon as she touched him though, an icy cold jolted through her systems, making her pull back and shiver violently. Her smile dropped completely when she saw the shining blue optics turn light purple, as did the rest of the cracks and crevices in his frame. He leaned down closer to her and she saw the monster dark energon had turned her friend into.
No, he was not a friend anymore. A sparkless corpse was all he was. A sparkless corpse who was currently p
To Love the Enemy ch.10CRASH!To Love the Enemy ch.10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Bulkhead! Breakdown! I needed that!"
"He started it!" Both mechs shouted in unison, untangling themselves from each other and the now damaged medical scanner.
"I don't care who started it! I'm ending it!"
It had been several weeks since Knockout and Breakdown defected to the Autobots, and despite now being free to come, go, and do as they pleased, little had actually changed for them personality wise. Specifically between Bulkhead and Breakdown.
"You're Autobots, so I would appreciate it if-"
"I told you, I ain't an Autobot! I'm Neutral!"
Still inclined by their own beliefs, Knockout and Breakdown had decided to defect to Neutrality instead of becoming Autobots. As long as they didn't return to the Nemesis or try to contact it in any way, Optimus was fine with their decision.
"Autobot, Neutral, whatever. I would very much appreciate it if you took your pointless wrestling match outside and away from my equipment!"
"Aww, but Ratchet, the fight was just getti
Operation: Altruism chapter 2When Arcee's systems finally onlined, she expected to be in a lot of pain, or at least heavily exhausted.Operation: Altruism chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It wasn't until she tried sitting up did she realize the metal clamps holding her waist, arms, and legs in place on an examination table in a dimly lit room. It felt eerily similar to the way she and Knockout had found Breakdown when the humans had kidnapped him. If those humans were planning on dissecting her as well...
Arcee began struggling against the clamps with all the might her small frame could muster. She was not about to let herself, or her unborn sparkling, be the victims of another M.E.C.H experiment.
"Struggling against the restraints is futile. You should relax and enjoy the view instead."
Lifting her helm, she saw the terrorists leader, Silas, perched on top of a higher platform smirking down at her. Behind him were many computer monitors showing various scans of her frame, as well a three dimensional model highlighting the area of her chassis they w
To Love the Enemy ch.4Arcee snuck back into the Autobot's hidden base, thankful that her friends had retired to their private quarters for recharge already. Normally, there was at least one mech up and about to keep tabs on things...To Love the Enemy ch.4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Your late again Arcee."
Arcee cringed at the sound of the medic's voice, not wanting to deal with explanations and the accusations of her comrade. She looked to where Ratchet had his back to her and was working diligently on the computer. She figured he was probably trying to crack some of the humans software codes.
"I drove for a little longer than I needed to, so what? Earth has some pretty amazing sights when you take the time to go explore them."
Arcee could almost feel the medic's optics roll as he pushed himself away from the console to look at her. She felt him study her frame from top to bottom, but there was only so much he could determine by just scanning her from across the room.
"Is that so? Then tell me Arcee, what amazing sights does Jasper have that would make y
Her KissGolden butterfly -Her Kiss in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
lips of tender radiance
that flutter on mine!
Nothing is LostIn this moment I am dyingNothing is Lost in Free Verse More Like This
Since before I was born, I was dying
Each second rushing into the next
Everything is on fire
I can feel the flowers blazing
The clouds are blazing
The trees and the rocks and the oceans are blazing
And I know I am like them
Each like the other
No difference but form
And we are all being born and dying
Through every passing moment
Through every beat of the music
Through every pulse of blood
Through breath carried on the wind
I am lost but I smile from my heart
I am the curvature of the sky
I am the moon passing over
I am with you, in the silence between breaths
And I sing to you of joy and freedom
Because we belong to nothing
And nothing is ever lost.
ChillI draw in a breathChill in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
and the winter chill fills me,
a clear burst of white.
BreakSnapping strings resound -Break in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
an instrument's wrenched apart,
a heart is breaking.
MotherI remember the scent of blood. Everywhere around me, drifting in the air, clinging to my skin, heavy on my tongue. I breathe it deeply and smile, because it reminds me of her - of my mother.Mother in Short Stories More Like This
I was very small when she found me, wandering through the wreckage of the village where I had been born. I was filthy, covered in debris from blasted houses and dozens of little wounds. I couldn't feel any of it. I was numb, inside and out, until I turned a corner and someone caught me by the arm. I looked up and saw a woman. She was dressed in close-fitting dark clothing, and her hair was long and as pale as her skin. I knew right away she was different. She didn't look anything like the women of the village, but it was her eyes that made her truly different - cold and bright, fixing me to the spot so I couldn't move or even look away.
She was a mercenary, hired by another country to attack ours. Once she caught me, she could have killed me and left my body in the street with all the others. But f
Love and HateI hate you because I burn with the thwarted desire to love you.Love and Hate in Emotional More Like This
Made For YouYou look into my eyes and you think you see through meMade For You in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And I'll let you keep on thinking that if it gets you free
I have to shuffle the pieces to fit yours with mine
But if it makes you love me it suits just fine
I'll give you everything you want
Even if it isn't real
So tell me what you're searching for
Show me how you want to feel
Because I'm made just for you, made just for you
I'll give you all my feelings even if they aren't true
I'll take your wildest dreams and I'll craft the perfect mate
And I'll let you believe that our love is just fate
I'm not the same girl when I'm away from you
There's another mask I have to put myself into
But every face I wear is something else I want to be
Sometimes you have to hide to let your soul go free
I'll be the best you ever had
No matter what it takes
Mold myself to fit your needs
No matter if I'm real or fake
I'm made just for you, made just for you
I'll give you all my feelings even if they aren't true
I'll take all your wildest dreams and I'
Turn of the SeasonsA fire is burningTurn of the Seasons in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
in the colors of the leaves
and autumn sunlight.
SilenceIf you really want to protect a heart,Silence in Free Verse More Like This
Lock it up tight behind soundproofed walls.
Bury it deep in long, awkward pauses
To hide the pain of unwelcome statements.
But oh, my friend, how I wish I could say
That's not the reason I don't speak to you.
It's just that I can never find the words
To get you to want to stay, and truly love me.
If you really want to protect a heart,
Muffle it under a layer of unspoken hopes.
Just smile and say nothing when someone asks,
'So, why don't we get together sometime?'
But friend, listen closely and you might hear
A slow rhythm from deep inside my chest:
A locked-in heart, beating against its bonds,
Struggling to raise its voice against the silence.
AwakeSo much warmth I see in youAwake in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
So why am I standing out of the sun?
It burns against what's in me
Against the empty spaces
The little evils that define me
So damn hopeless
So why are you here for me?
Why do you care for me,
Lying broken in the street?
(Don't want to feel this)
(Don't want to feel this)
Stabbing me with your love
Your piercing sympathy
Your eyes are so alive
And that's why I turn from them
A life that was never mine
So far from my little world of failures
Written on your face I see my losses
The flowers have died
And nothing would replace them
Until you were here
With something on your face that scared me
Something so far from aloneness
Don't you touch me
(I can't take it)
Don't you hold me
(I can't take it)
I can't love you
(Please don't make me)
I won't love you
(Please don't make me)
I wish I could...
(I feel for you)
I want to be...
(I feel for you)
If only I could believe...