Hopeless Acceptance
This time a bit more personal for me. * * * have you ever given up? have you ever given in? have you ever heard something so many times that you finally stop fighting it and just accept it? even though you know it isn't true?
In Loving Memory- Demona.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012 Collective Memories: First Meeting's and Memories. By: Hid Ras Fallar/Fallar Rasyre, AKA, The Tigonix. ? ? Kev Veta's First-Memory. ? Kev Veta quietly sat in the main room of a inn, nestled close to a fireplace...
So Young, So Dear
A sorta-personal thing... about my dearest childhood friend. she's the best friend i ever had, and she's not that person anymore. she just doesn't know it.
Melody for a Broken Heart
The strings are cold on my fingertips And my lips are mourning for your lips Bitter tears are streaming down my cheeks again Staining my yearning flesh with bruised heartache And filling my dreams with tarnished memories of then You were once my...
The Rake
The Rake I sleep Until autumn's nigh And when the coloured Leaves fall I'll wake And collect them all Within my arms So close Before the winter calls And once the wind Blows snowflakes about Again I'll sleep 'Til the seasons see fit to...
I Do Me
"What are you doing?"Writing one may say; I have said, (though that's the most simplified shorthand) In actuality there's so much happening behind my scene that you'd never be able to see I do not merely write I create, through feels...
The end of the beginning
#1 of storys a little story based upon personal experiences and nightmares "memories" this dreamer and his wine, exploring memories of time. i can see you reaching for me, on this picture of eternity.
Moving Accounts
I no longer go by AllieFlendor. I now go by KrystalsCatastrophe. I'll be making a new account shortly. Feel free to join me~
The Hiding Diversity (writers block ah!)
The person, who is now an anthro cow, asked nervously. "you are in driconta, vilehill. are you calvin" seija started but didn't get to finish before getting interrupted by them. "how the hell do you know my name?
Forest
#3 of poetry hey this is another personal poem that i had done a while back. i promise the next thing i put on here will be more furry related! forest i love the forest, but the forest does not love me.
Thunderweaver Volume 1: Interlude: An Un-invited Guest
It was a dark and stormy night and we found ourselves in a stairway of an old repurposed building and make our way to an office, specifically an office of a buck. The buck in question was sitting down at his desk asleep however he was sweating and...
Thunderweaver Volume 1: Chapter 1: Courier Work
Johnny was surprised unicorns were a bit of a rarity to encounter, some never seen a unicorn in person their entire lives.