This is about a girl where a spell is weaved on her in a dream to make her miserable, think bfg meets nasty evil guy. I don't really understand it myself either
Three things I borrowed from the past and intend to carry with me to the future. Three things that make my life worth living...
I'm throughly proud of myself here, I actully managed to write a poem with-out violence, death or any other depressing themes beside the fact that time will always move foward. Even so, my creative juices have stopped flowing to this song. While I did develop a tune for it, the song itself remains unfinished. meh
This is a story to teach you not to judge people before you get to know them.
Sometimes sacrifice involves sin, and sin always involves pain, as any fallen angel can tell you...
I wanted to write something really fantasy-like, for I notice that many of my writings aren't really fantasy...So I wrote this, just to find out if I could do some REAL fantasy too...
I turned this one out whilst sitting in class. My friends say its kind of depressing but I think not. I think its kind of hopeful. Let me clue you in on some of the kinky lingo. Heart algorimeter is a futuristic word for the heart; neo-cortex is the brain and hmm...*flips pages* thats it enjoy the story!!
our souls..they hold the secrets of our lives and they know of the magic long forgotten...
Welcome to Heart's Song, a story of Love's tricks and wiles. Often a blessing, sometimes a curse... The conclusion to it all. If you have not read the first three chapters, I strongly urge you to do so. The other three chapters are, in total, shorter than this one, so you wouldn't be spending too much time on me!. areth'yncain'are-AY-eth-EEN-kin( note:that sounds like kind minus a d')--dragon (very rough translation) tramecain--'trah-MAY-kin'--normal human (rough translation) hyrex'yncain--'hee-rex-EEN-kin'--half-dragon (rough translation) musc'areth--moosk-are-eth'--male dragon(the word areth has the long 'ay' sound in the middle only when in front of cain.)
This is another poem from my eighth grade poem project on heroes.
A Basilisk is lonely,noboby wants a friend that can turn you to stone! He is transformed into a young man. These are his misadventures.
This poem was inspired by my friend Sandra's drawing, titled 'Angel'. As she was drawing it, I was writing this poem, which was really cool.
I did this one just resently (4/5/01) I have no idea what inspired me to draw it but it just came into my mind. For some reason... This one is my favorite.
The language of your heart is the most difficult of the whole world, just start to learn it!