What Lies Beneath.
Wires frayed, attached to the heart of a being without a soul. Drained the life and shriveled up, like a flower in its final hour. Fingers bleeding from razor sharp teeth, gnawing at the hand that feeds it. Liquid endlessly flowing from the...
Venturing: What Third
Venturing: What Third "Everyone is gathered?" Yang questioned while her eyes were to me. I silently nodded then turned away from her, gazing off upon the other officers. I split my mouth opened and started to speak. We are in a...
What Defines Us
Darren, Haven't heard from you in a while. Do you think I could come up and visit for xmas? Been a while since I've seen the little monsters. Let me know before prices go up. How are you? How is Leila? LYF Mom * * * Mom, I'm sorry I haven't...
What's The Matter Man
**What's The Matter Man** By Bartan Tirix [Quick footnote before we begin: Beo'Karah's size does tend to change depending on which area he's in, like attempting to fit into a house, for example. But here, his standard size would be about: 30ft tall,...
What's the Matter with Oswald?
"what if i like being stung?" "then...you can...go in the zapper." i laughed at that. it was all lining up so well! he always talks about wanting to wake up, and the best way to do that is with plenty of- "lights are the best," he said.
What the Maid Saw
I made my own way out of the formal living room, past another uniform in the hallway. I nodded at the large Shep, a fellow older than Parsons, one who also had a far greater sense of decorum (if that's the phrase I was looking for). He nodded in...
What Is There Left To Say?
What is There Left to Say? ...
What I'm Made of
I knew what was inside when I gave you the most important parts of me I only wish I knew from the beginning it was useless and you'd never see That you brought out all the best parts that were hidden by lock and key~ Told from when I was born that...
What is Targöht Global?
**\*\*\*** Oh, you didn't know? Now may be a good time to inform you. Though our hero Kavik works inside a Targöht location, he isn't _actually_a Targöht worker, nor is Eliza. It's kinda confusing at first, but bear with me. The two of them are...
What Kind of Force
The grey-furred mouse rang her door-chime. And waited. Fidgeting, his eyes darting about nervously ... wondering if she'd even come to the door. Wondering if this was a mistake. A swish. And Advent standing there, fur matted...
What I Want
I want a love like this, That's how i'd like to go. But the future is bleak, For i have a hollow soul. Born with a broken heart, Alive without ever breathing. Looking for someone to listen, And actually hear it beating...
What We've Written
There is a power in the written word, A beauty lost in time and veiled from sight, The voice of art still struggling to be heard. The mating of the ink and page have lurred, My passion out of hiding from the light, There is a power in the written...