Porters of the Duat - A Thursday Prompt
It sunk like a stone, carrying the pharaoh to the depths, the sarcophagus's golden face slipping into the shadows. the ship began to sink.
Sheath x Felix PON Ch 1
I stare into the sparkling depths of his dazzlingly green eyes for what seems like eternities before stirring to find him leaning closer... and closer...
Walking the Elven Path
Eventually, she made it far enough that she could swim the ocean depths if she wished. but that was not her compulsion.
Emperor's Shadow: Chapter 33
The air crackled with anticipation as the wizard focused his power, tapping into the depths of the forces of creation itself. in a surge of ethereal brilliance, he released a torrent of magical energy into the depths of the crater.
In the Shadows of Kryckwood - Ch. 1 (MHO)
Kuna squinted and peered into the dark depths of the forest, then gasped softly when he saw what the canid was pointing at.
The Anvil of Dawn, Chapter 11: I Can't See, I Can't Breathe
The normally bright sea was now a deep, ominously dark trench that continued to suck her further and further into it's haunting depths.
A Heart to Heart
He could not make out the darkness too well, only see the jagged walls of this pit's depths. he looked up and did not see the surface anymore, yet, he did not panic.
(poetry) ''needs a title'' by Me
#1 of poetry by me i didnt see a tag that said poetry so i made my own _you brought me back from the depths of despair_ _seeing past my flaws, you didn't care_ _the last person i saw as my true love_ _with a visage such as you, surely
The Soul
Those who know your deepests depths reject you and hide you. to protect themselves from the eternale pain. not realizing what they have done. they dwell in the eternal light. they lose themselves. blinded by shame and fear of the unknown.
Vision #6 (poem)
They have seen depths of hell fallen angels cursing yells. bloody rain keeps falling down sending pain to all around. living shadows in my heart draw my death with foul art.
vent writing
Darkness,dispair. idiotic writing and rambles when all is lost and all hope is dead. raise you head and fake it trough the pain and sorrows. only a small light shines though this dirty old soul and the depths within drowning in all the tears
Chapter Four: Circles Part Two
I could hear the blood hitting the ground and from within it's depths shapes started to form and grow.