Two boys have lost everything to the demons all they have left is each other, are they going to lose that as well?
Eek. i think i deleted the old version by mistake. Anyways if you think being royalty is the easiest and happiest life to live your wrong.... extremely wrong.
Dunno how to describe it. Done during math class when I should have been arguing with the teacher that I ALREADY know how to do this and if my scedule wasn't messed to hell I wouldn't be in this goddamned class.
This is a lil' piece of prose I wrote whilst listening to a song(Jenkins 'Adiemus) , it's part of 'The goddess' blessings' and might go up at the second part of the story.
In a not-so-far future the remnants of humanity struggle for their lifes.
Somewhat depressing, again. Unfortunately. Yes, it's poetry. No, I'm not suicidal. =). I wrote this at about 5 in the morning and finished it the next day. Leave some comments!
Altogether, my very first story on the Wyvern's Library!!!! I was incredibly....'on 'one'' when I wrote this. So, yeah....be gentle, it's my first time....
My first novel ever! Please be easy on me, though...and the story isn't this depressing;)After you read this, check out Chapter 1!!(If you like it of course)
--Warning: later on, this story gets very depressing and graphic.-- It's been hell trying to think of a title for this one, and I don't think I'll keep the one I have. This was originally supposed to be a short story, but I ended up expanding it. I was reading Dickens at the time, so sorry if it takes some efforts to untangle the long, complex sentences.
This was a project for school, where we had to descriptively create a photo-moment using all the senses. I was in a pretty depressive mood when I wrote it, so it's kinda morbid, but.. I've done worse ^^; Anywho, I really don't like it as much as some other things I've (almost) written, but I got a 38 out of 40 on it, and Mr. Merrick liked it, so I guess that's what counts..
i can thank Pink Flyode for the idea. While listening to the music i got pictures of this man in the city. So that is the insperation. lol. In this story, i use some language and material that may not be sutiable for young children. you have been warned. (it's really not that bad but still). Also, this is a new story type for me. I was experimenting with the dark and the city. So i hope you enjoy!!!
I waited in the waiting room for too long. I was sick and tired of reading magazines and little kid books. All I could hear was the clock ticking. I sighed a hurtful sigh and pressed my hand to my chest. I was almost about to scream out of boredom when the door opened and the nurse called my name. I quietly got up and walked through the doorway and followed the direction the pointed me in. I walked into a sickly colored room and meditated in the cries of babies down the hall. The nurse informed me the doctor would be right in. And soon enough here he comes.
A quick poem i wrote about human nature as a whole. There is an overall symbolism in there though i'm not sure if you'll catch it right away.