My Secret Colors
Enjoy :) _i'm caged, yet free to roam the world_ _i hide my colors underneath a cold shade of grey_ _no one knows_ _it's hard to blend in when you're me_ _it hates us_ _the monster with a million heads_ _book in one hand and our colors in the other,
Treating Her Right
Donna stood in line at the coffee shop, her arms folded, the toes of one foot tapping the floor in frustration. It wasn't because the line was slow (though that certainly wasn't helping.) No, she was annoyed because of what she was watching occur on...
A Witch in the Autumn
Volleys of coloured hues of energy boomed and whistled down at the invaders from the high ground as a group of metal giants - souls bound in stone and encased in armour - pressed onward to contest their foe.
ROI - Chapter 16: The Red Stone
Tavern, the Lucky Foot, Blueberry Town A chorus of cheers swelled in the late afternoon as eager travellers tasted the famous ale. Brimmed with idle chatter of customers, the tavern was in full-house, and the entire town poured out of profit. ...
Hunter's Snare - Chapter 5
Eoin's heart sank to the bottom, face gone paled from colour and ran. he ran as hard and fast as his craven legs could take him. all wit and reason had abandoned him, leaving only the raw, animalistic instinct to flee the terror behind.
Hunter's Snare - Chapter 2
He recalled the rush of cheers that called his name, the violent clash of weapons and the colourful language of his foes as he crushed them without mercy. the last one was especially he enjoyed the most.
ROI: The Pale Snow - Chapter 4
His voice was utterly flat and colourless that hid his emotions. "from the outskirts. she appears to have reports of a sighting." her response didn't come out immediately. matriarch gerrie inhaled a deep breath, eyes closed.
On Depression
Depression. It is a strange creature. It can attack anyone, but does not attack all them same way. It kills some, and makes others stronger. The darkness is the mouth of the beast, it snuffs our nearly all the light and tears at the heart and body of...
Sinner, Monster, Friend
those on the other side of the screen i feel sorry for them they cant see the heart that lies under the skin all they see is the sin that somehow makes you inhuman not worthy of forgiveness or love it makes me what to throw down the glove and...
Sakura’s Traumatic
Sakura uses a razor blade while the hot pink colored blood was dripping. "i can't be seem to be happy!" cried sakura. she holds the yamikawaii mouse plushie. sakura takes pills and also a needle filled with heroin. when she goes out of the apartment.
My True Colors [Poem]
I guess perhaps my true colors weren't rusty enough for you.
How the fox got it's color
It jumped on top of the tents, and before anyone noticed the colorful smoke that appeared, the fire quickly spread, setting the village ablaze..