Decay
Looking for purpose to fill the void. eventually the inevitable comes to pass. the heart ceases any and all function. the mind is forced to shut down. the journey through life comes to an end. leading up to a point were life is no more.
Purpose
Hey guys, I've been on the site for a while, but have never really contributed anything. This is my first attempt at an original story (or any creative writing at all), so let me know what I'm doing right, wrong, or anything I can improve on....
A purpose, or a drift
Also filled with sadness, and purpose.
A Purpose Given
"purpose is given..." i whispered and picked up a sketchbook with a blue canvas cover. "your purpose will be to live on my shelf."
The Dark Night Of The Fire
My purpose, a purposelessness. the sensitive fire what thinks about the past. always burned memories behind the back. a spark, somewhere between the wings. the way to...? the way may be the goal.
Radioactive Toy (or The Post-Apocalypse Pygmalion)
A warm blackness. The distant sound of a forest, the hum of insects. The blackness began to recede. Colour filtered in slowly. Details blurred then became sharper. As it became clearer, so did memory. ...
Grand Reopening
Ell - Chevrotain (mouse deer) T?h - Duck Ané - Quokka Alonzo - Tapir Brandon - Beaver # Start There is little more sad or haunting than an abandoned store. A place that should be bustling with activity, full of sound and color, now stood silent...
Finding My Purpose
Both have to realize the truth, realize we can't pretend i would sacrifice my life for you and i know you would the same but my heart yearns to have others that i might do the same for them please do not be jealous, please try to understand my purpose
Chapter Four: The purpose
The only other kitsune whose purpose is almost as great as his in achieving that purpose; jasmine thought that purpose for her was to find the one that would fulfill the prophecy and save her world.
Clarity of Purpose (Welded Sunset)
~ Well above the discrete happenings of the base camp below, the broad winged eagle mech carefully balanced atop a fresh thermal updraft while waiting for the final phase of calibrations to conclude. His attentions, lazily darting about over the camp's...
A Poet's Purpose - short poem
A poet's thoughts, Like the words they write, Live, breathe, and flow in their heart and brain. It's the job of the poet to paint, This picture on your heart. To love, to hurt, to feel for you. Situations you'd never imagine. The hate, the...
Chapter 3 - A new found purpose
I was duty bound to not question for what purpose any of this was for.