Turning Tides of Change
The "oar" i have is not enough, but still have some hope, however fleeting. the turning tides of change by carl blessing/murphy slaugh i'm caught in the tides, going the same direction. i see where i've been and i'm deep in reflection.
Hopes Requiem
We are the worlds final hope. and if we fail life as we know it is doomed. my name is arc. i am a stalky twenty year old male with bushy short brown hair and my clothing usually always revolves around video games and a hoodie.
Empty - Chapter 3
Looking around again, he located several huge medical packs filled with things he hoped he would never require. he took one anyway. better safe than sorry. he unlocked the shop door and stepped back out into the morning sun.
Chapter 3: The Two Weeks
#3 of the struggle of two alfred experiences a life changing two weeks which contains work and hopes for going to other places the two weeks of work routine had passed and for alfred it passed quite fast, perhaps too fast.
"Something Rises in the Morning"
"Something Rises in the Morning" By Ken Anderson, 11 October 2021 It was moonrise when I realized, Something changed me, Deep inside. Something heinous, Something vicious, Something different, Something...
Breaking Through
And on this day, she 'gan to move. And on this day, earth trembled. For on this day, both earth and sky, And stars, themselves, remembered. For music spoke, And music sang, And music doth remembered, That secret song, That secret heart, That...
Home
"A Nord's last thoughts should be of home." The prisoner across from me announces. His statement is met with silence. I lift my head, gazing back at the Nord. "Home?" I reply, the heaviness of the cold air filling my lungs. He nods. "Do...
2024-09-03
I hope you get better. i hope we all do. i hope... ...
Rays of Hope
#1 of rays of hope its a normal day like any other day as twilight sparkle mastering her spells in the everfree forest when she was attacked by several unknown beings surrounded twilight sparkle ready to defend herself when a mysterious stranger jumps in
Fears of a Newbie Writer
When i think about them, my soul fills with hope. these stories informed me, mold me. and even saved me. a spark begins to light up. yes i can write like them.
City of Love and Hope
We can try to pass by, but if we deniy our hope for who we love, why do we bother living? together we can rebuild a city of hope.
Hungry and Desperate
Hungry are men who pray for fish, desperate are men who seek salvation in fortune cookies, and foolish are those who seek not to help themselves and others, for they are those who shall starve and lose hope, for they will damn all others who blindly