Another 2nd person tf, this time written for glenhall. enjoy!
the initial feeling is one of warmth. there's not any pain, just a general warm, fuzzy feeling, like you've had too much to drink.
Glenhall, Hippogryph, Transformation
It is not uncommon that a shard will 'win' this battle, and completely overwrite whatever personality that the host once had, but the memories of the host are always maintained.
Fantasy, Magic, Second Person
The complexity of Simplicity is astounding
something so... little, easy, standard, simple
can bring one to ponder for days,
and those days into weeks, and weeks
to months, and before you know
it your whole life has passed.
A safe space, a...
Poetry, personal, touching, venting
Pleasure is...
Those endorphins triggered by those certain concepts that stimulate you.
That increase your heartbeat
The itch in your throat that makes you want to shout with glee
The blood flowing through your system urging you to...
Poetry, Quick write, personal
My mind during the night
is open
Free to explore and wonder.
Collect, assess, and evaluate
Eyes widening to the illusive details
Ears catching subtle clues
My fingers twitch with anticipation to write
Word by word relief washes over me
I have...
Poetry, Quick write, personal
I personally had my doubts about how well i did and it was only through immense pressure that i did lighten up just in time for when the results eventually came online.
End, First Person, Wolf
I honestly think every person in town, young and old, had been standing and watching me work on our great friend. even the children had been perfectly quiet, their tear stained faces shining in the lantern light.
Compassion, Dragon, Personal Redemption
As I try to pray in bed
And think of what you said
I hear a piercing slam
And your "I don't give a damn!"
You say you're at the brink
As you grab another drink
You say to follow His life
And not your road of strife
You say this path of...
First Person, Poem, addiction
_You_
Some people say I think too much
But there are some people
Who don't think enough
You stop and stare and look at me
Like I'm the crazy one
You don't even know me
The only one who is close
To knowing me is me
Hell you don't even know...
Individuality, Passion, Poetry, personality
I have this dream night after night
That I am alone In a desert of scorching sand
And I am so very thirsty
I walk
And I walk
And I walk
Aimlessly
It feels As though I walk these circles
Endlessly
My thirst never quenched
And I feel as though...
First Person, Love, Poem
What would you do if you were suddenly the last person on earth?
what if you woke up one morning with friends and family and by nightfall you were all that remained?
Anthro, First Person, Wolf