Eulogy to a Snail
Once upon a time a snail came with the Autumn rains. From where it came, no one knows, and for how long it stayed is known only to the eyes of light in the ceiling. Still, it must have come from somewhere pleasant, where it grasped and felt wet,...
You ARE a writer! : Srsly (2nd step on the road to success!)
Our brethren who sling around paint brushes are perhaps the only ones who will understand that nagging feeling you have (or should have, unless you are a deluded maniac - also your prose sucks and i hate you.) whenever you sit down at the keyboard.
Earth: Prologue
Things exist in the universe that you can barely imagine. Myths and legends can come to life, and fantasy can become reality. Nightmares can live, breathe, and can chase you and your fears. Death, life, war, and peace can all merge into one long,...
The Procrastinators Dilemma
The sun looks sick and diseased in the backround, it's light a pale and ghastly yellow, spilling over the stark white piece of paper before me. I breathe a sigh of frustration. The pen is cold and slippery in my clammy palm, as if even it didn't want...
Move Along
This is a prose thing, expressing some obscure thoughts from some strange corner in my mind. maybe if i write them out, they will be gone and i can finally move on to another strange corner of my psyche.
Unknown
I'm so sorry. I should have been there for you. I should have comforted you. I would have been the person you needed me to be. I would have given you everything I never had. But I wasn't ready. I wasn't prepared to love another. I was dealing with...
Swhirlwind
A prose things expressing some emotions from some strange part of my conscious. maybe if i express it, it will go away and i can finally move on to the important part of what i want to say. maybe someone will read this and connect with it and that will make
Butterfly Effect
I had a friend. I introduced myself in summer school. I'm not the kind of guy who does that. He introduced me to RuneScape. In that game, i met a kitsune fox. Kit introduced me to yiff rp. Then, spurring my interest in furries, I harbored my passion...
Military Measures -- Chapter 2 -- Part One -- {A Mysterious Organization}
I also decided to minimize prose writing, so that the adjectives and infinitives won't be painful in the eyes like i have in previous chapter parts. prose writing doesn't fit correctly in a fanfiction.
[Text]Dr. Eams Aur Weerd[/Text]
The style and prose should remind you of a famous writer called e. e. cummings. here's an example:http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/176657 i hope you enjoyed this poem! dreams are weird for. a place, so va s t we. keep, it.
I'm Going Home
Keep it under your pillow, And dream of things you always wanted Keep it under your pillow, And remember things you won't forget. Keep a piece of me with you, And hope we'll meet again.
The Wolves of Gryning: Chapter 11
Chapter 11: Back to Shadow King Besegrare had given up, his frustration great and his sense of loss greater. He and his wolves were well on their way home. When Vacka heard the news, he felt that he should be overjoyed. That wolf's meddling soldiers...