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Driven from my random thoughts again.
Miscellaneous | Updated Nov 20, 2015 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is part of my newly written 3rd poem set titled, Awakened Dreaming.
Everyone knows the Watchers have been around since before the Dragons but, no one knows what they are? Are you sure you want to know?
Short Story | Updated Oct 26, 2015 | Reads: 39 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Jc Bell
Sanctuary was lost . . . the gods had fallen.
For those who survived, a new world awaited . . .
For some, it was a world filled with hope; its soaring cliffs of red granite a natural barrier to the Rift and the horrors within.
For others, there was only fear â€“ and nowhere left to hide....
Poems reflecting upon the universe, nature, and its laws. Personification is heavily employed.
In a universe were everyone has powers and can travel in and out of galaxies. With the universe being big, there are many things to be explored along with strong beings to be met.
Father and son play chess as their pet rook keeps delaying the outcome of the game.
This is a first person fictional biography of a journey into an unknown state of consciousness.
By Nadia Layne
Abandoned and confused Adamine Terra finds herself amidst the human world. With her mother gone and with the winter fast approaching, the wildling needs to find a way to survive the harsh winters in the kingdom of Lancet, but when a simple journey into the heart of a human city has her pinioned...
Jenson Thorne had always been a vivid dreamer, but after an unusual encounter with a stranger who claims to have been in a dream with him, Jenson discovers that his dreams are not always a simple creation of his brain. In his search for answers, he meets a physicist named Dr. Donald Wesson, who...
A poem about voice. What is a voice?
Anxiety can be a tough demon to tackle.
The writing I create is what builds in my mind throughout the day, lately it has been a particular person, who I have wild feelings for, and so I express them through words, mostly because they confuse me, partially because I know others have similar feelings, caught in the same mess, in mind...
By Jailia Ortiz
A poem about the realization of my place in the universe and whether my existence is grand or infinitesimal.
By Nat At Blue
For almost four centuries, the mountain kingdom of Tamor, lay under the boot of her southern neighbor, the great and prosperous Alliance of Independent Provinces. Tamor, a nation of sheep and rocks and ancient customs, suffered and struggled to survive.
Eliot Sanders, the son of the powerful...