A Writing Study: Somebody That I Used to Know
My hands were stuffed into my coat pockets, an unlit cigarette dangling with deliberate precariousness from my lips. It was an unseasonably cold, early spring day, but that suited me well enough; I'll use practically any excuse to wear a sweater and a...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt.1)
The setting sun shone through the windows of the nave scattering abstract coloured patterns across the stone-flagged floor. The voices of passers-by and the clattering of wheels on the road outside were muted by the thick, ancient walls of the church....
The Brightest Star
Judging from the last messages i personally responded to last night, i must have passed out at the monitor around 3:30 to 3:45 in the morning. waking up was disorienting, because my dreaming mind had never registered that i was asleep.
A completely vanilla romance story.
"i always considered you a lovely person. you know i'm not this kind and extroverted towards everyone." she responded as she booped his nose. "i have to admit, today was lovely, and i'm so glad that after so many years we got together."
How I Became a Dragon (transformation and fat furs)
# How I Became a Dragon, by Zigzak 'Tell us about it!' I demanded excitedly. Bertie shifted uncomfortably on the spot, trying awkwardly to find a comfortable sitting position that did not squash his thick tail. 'Are you sure that you want...
Melody in Winter
Mostly because gran was the toughest person around. even the weird desert people, the alayan, treated her with respect on the rare times they visited. and they were the scariest people around. that's what other people said, anyway.
Chapter 2:The Labors of Lily Marks--Part 1
Here's my idea of what might happen when an evil person dies. since hitler isn't in spirit bound, i used lily... !!!!! spoiler alert !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!! spoiler alert !!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! spoiler alert !!!!!
Random
 I softly hugged him, burrowing my face in his chest and taking in his scent. "You're hugging me as if this is goodbye.." he...
On Crimson tide's
What had began as a wonderful childhood became a personal hell for me. true i was a handful at times but my soon to be mother in law already hated me with a passion.
Blood Rose-20
Barrel chested and the loudest person in town. he never shaved a day in his life. he had hair halfway down his back and beard he used to braid. my little sister used to put these little daisy wreaths in it.
Important Memories - Singer
Light blankets the wilderness, highlighting the trees with silver, the caressing rays coming from the moon. It was night-time for most creatures, but for me it was time to go hunt. Ever since my mother made me leave the pack, I have had to scavenge,...
L H A { 1 - 3 }
I had wanted to stand like a normal person, not crawl on all fours like a animal. even if i wasn't human anymore i still had my pride. i waited until i was steady enough to walk, my legs popping and groaning in protest the longer i walked.